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“Quick, fuck me Daddy before mum gets home,” urged Rosiee as she lay beneath me.I continued to thrust inside her gorgeous pussy as she spurred me on. In truth, she was not my daughter, but I loved it when she called me that. Instead, she was my adorable red-haired young lover, my pet, my fiery Scottish slut.“I’m cumming!” I cried out as I unloaded inside her tight cunt as she groaned beneath me, lost in her own ecstasy.Just in time, we cleaned up and dressed as we heard Rosiee’s mum come in.“Hi Rosiee, I’m home,” she shouted up the stairs.“Come down and meet mummy,“ urged Rosiee as she dragged me down the stairs. Part of me thought this was such a bad idea, but I knew that Rosiee had some pretty deviant ideas about her mum so I allowed myself to be led down. Rosiee’s mum’s face dropped to see her twenty-three-year-old daughter dragging a man in his early fifties down the stairs.“Hi mum, this is my friend Steve,“ said Rosiee introducing me to her mum.Hi, Mrs S,“ I added, turning on the charm. “You are as beautiful as your daughter said you are. If you were her real mum rather than her step mum I would be saying I know where Roiese gets her good looks from.““Thanks,“ stammered Rosiee’s mum. “Call me Sarah. Aren’t you a little old for Rosiee?““Not really Sarah,“I replied. “Age is just a number, as you found out when you married Rosiee’s dad despite the twenty-year age gap, although I can’t believe you are thirty, you still look so young.“I could tell Sarah was flustered by my compliments. Rosiee had told altıparmak escort me that her dad never gave her step mum compliments anymore, or paid her much attention. He was often away on business, and Rosiee knew her mum was sexually frustrated. She had even told me of spying on her mum using a vibrator to bring herself off. As I looked at this short-haired blonde squirming at my gaze, I knew that I wanted the dirty fantasies Rosiee had whispered in my ear to come true.“Go and get us some drinks pet,“ I said to Rosiee. Sarah looked shocked as Rosiee got up to fix drinks.“Pet? What type of sick game are you playing with my daughter?“ she asked.“Pet is a term of endearment in Northeast England, short for petal,” I responded. “Although she is my pet, and we do enjoy playing games. You can join in if you like.““No, I’m married,“ protested Sarah weakly, although I noticed she didn’t move away as I edged closer to her on the sofa. Rosiee came back with wine and sat on the other side of her mum, sandwiching her between us.“I can’t believe your husband leaves you alone so much,” I whispered in Sarah’s ear. “you have gorgeous hair,“ I said as I began to stroke her hair, “beautiful eyes,“ kissing her cheek gently, “and luscious kissable lips,“ I said leaning in to kiss her.I think Sarah was startled by that first kiss and responded on instinct as I prised her lips open with my tongue and kissed her passionately. For a moment, she kissed me back görükle escort bayan with equal fervour as she forgot herself, before pulling away.“My daughter….” she spluttered in embarrassment.“Yes, let’s not forget Rosiee,“ I smiled as I turned her head towards her stepdaughter. Before she knew what was happening, Rosiee began to kiss her mum as passionately as I had. Sarah kept her lips sealed until I tweaked one of her nipples and made her gasp. Rosiee wasted no time in inserting her tongue into her mum’s mouth and Sarah melted into the kiss. I began to pull Sarah’s top off her, and she offered no resistance as my hands cupped her breasts. I knew we had her, just like Rosiee had planned.My mouth found one of Sarah’s full tits and I began to lick and suck on Sarah’s gorgeous bosom. Sarah moaned loudly as Rosiee and I kept our attention on her. Rosiee switched to her step mums tits as I resumed kissing her. Rosiee’s hands reached down and began removing her mum’s skirt and pants to give full access to her pussy. I pulled away and Sarah gasped as her daughter slid down her body and began licking at her sex. I removed my own clothes and approached Sarah’s head, my hard cock throbbing as I pushed against her lips.Sarah opened her eyes as she felt my dick on her lips and shook her head. So far, most things had been done to her, but Sarah knew this was a line she couldn’t cross. I was not to be denied though and waited for my moment as Rosiee licked her mums clit. As Sarah moaned, I seized my chance to press into her mouth and ease my length into her throat. I held it there for long enough to feel Sarah gag, then pulled back to let her breathe without slipping out of her wet lips completely.Lost in the moment, Sarah began to suck. I’m not sure if she ever gave blowjobs to her husband, but she had learnt somewhere how to give the most incredible oral sensations. I began to fuck back and forth into her throat as Rosiee continued to thrust her tongue into her mums wet pussy. I felt my balls boiling as I lost it in Sarah’s mouth and she in turn began to climax into Rosiee’s mouth. A grinning Rosiee moved back to her mum’s mouth, kissing her on the lips and exchanging my cum.“Let’s take this upstairs,“ whispered Rosiee as we began to recover from our initial exertions. We both grabbed Sarah and led her to her bedroom.Rosiee disappeared to her room as I pushed her mum against the bedroom wall and peeled off her remaining clothes.“Are you wet for me, slut?“ I whispered in her ear as I reached for her sex.“I’m not a slut!“ responded Sarah, even as she moaned as my fingers penetrated her pussy.“I think you are. You are so wet, slut,“ I chuckled as I began to pump in and out of her tight cunt with my fingers.“No!“ cried Sarah weakly as I rubbed her clit with my thumb.“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?“  I taunted her as my fingers continued to slide in and out of Sarah’s moist hole.“No,“ protested Sarah, but her body was betraying her. “yes,“ she cried as my fingers sank deeper into her sex.“Beg me,“ I  urged her as I strummed her pussy.“Please…. “ groaned Sarah on my fingers.“Please what?“ I teased her“Please fuck me,“ Sarah almost shouted in need.“if you insist,“ I said as I slammed my hard cock into Sarah’s wet cunt.

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Paula stood in front of the mirror, aghast. “My makeup is ruined!””I’m sorry.””It’s all over the place. I can’t believe my sister puts bursa görükle escort escort bayan up with this!””She doesn’t,” I softly responded.”I don’t blame her,” she said, clearly agitated as she hastily pulled three tissues from the box and began to address her lipstick.”Charlotte hates it. I stopped asking.””Well, don’t ask me again.””I said I was sorry.”Paula dried her eyes. “It’s just too much. More than I bargained for.””I won’t ask again.””For Christ’s sake! It’s in my hair too!”

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Carol and I were married in Maryland and spent our honeymoon in a sex motel.  We had only met a few months ago.  On our first date, we danced in her apartment.  She molded her body to mine and moaned in my ear.  While we danced, I pulled her tightly to me and pressed my hard cock on her. We had wild sex.  I lusted after her body.  She had beautiful tits.  Her skin shone.  Her hair was long and beautiful.  After that first date, we had sex every day.  She was passionate and experimental with sex.  We did everything two people could do with each other. Carol is a born exhibitionist.  We would drive into New York to walk around the village.  Her favorite outfit was a gauze top with strings that tied around her neck and her waist.  Her back was completely bare and her breasts were on open display.  They swayed when we walked and she would often stand in front of a shop and thrust her chest out.  There were times when https://www.kusadasibest.com someone would comment on her brazen looks and we would smile at them.  Back in Maryland, Carol would wear mini dresses and scanty halter tops. I would whisper to her, “They all have erections looking at you.”She smirked and said, “I’d fuck them all.”We started fantasising about her fucking other men. At work, Carol often went to lunch with a guy who worked with us, John.  She would come home and tell me what a charmer he was and what fun they had.  He was a handsome guy. When we were having sex, I would whisper, “Would you like to fuck him?” She’d moan and thrash around and I’d pound into her cunt while she orgasmed.  After a few months of this, we discussed if we really wanted this.  We did and made a plan to make it happen.Carol and I purposely seduced John over the course of several weeks.Carol and I had great sex while I whispered to her, “Do you want to fuck him?” We went to his apartment nearly every night.  We’d have drinks and smoke weed.  Carol usually ended up on the couch, wearing one of his T-shirts to keep her work clothes unwrinkled, sitting Indian style, legs spread and no underwear on.  We would go out dancing with him at a local night club.  Carol’s clothes were revealing, short and tight.  Her favorite dress was short clinging, and black (no underwear). John and I alternated dances with her. The three of us usually sat in a small booth with Carol in the middle.  Her thighs were pressed against both of ours. When I danced with Carol I would whisper to her, “Can we both fuck you?”. She would moan and hump her cunt on my leg.  When she danced with John she would mold her body to him and graze his cock with her knee.One night at his apartment, when we had smoked some great weed, Carol’s nipples were poking through the T-shirt and John and I both had uncomfortable erections.I spoke up and said, “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”The three of us, without saying a word, undressed.  We laid on the bed with Carol in the middle.  Carol’s nipples were jutting out and her chest was flushed with lust.  Her cunt glistened with moisture.  She turned to me and kissed me with tongues lashing and both of us moaning.Then she turned to John and pulled him down and kissed him.  At first hesitantly then passionately.I watched them and felt a near out of body experience.  I knew I should be jealous, but instead, I was in lust.  My cock throbbed with desire.  My whole body was on overload.  I was barely breathing and panting.I looked at John’s body.  He was tall and slender and his cock was pulsing with desire.  His body was beautiful. For the first time in my life, I lusted after another man.  I wanted to suck his cock, stroke his body and wanted to watch him fuck Carol.  I wanted him to suck my cock and rub our cocks together.

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I just looked right at her as both Hope and I were laying there on Hope’s queen sized bed absolutely naked..  “I believe I asked ‘What the fuck?’ Now what the fuck Joe?” Kayla asked. “Well, I was just spending some time with Hope as she was scared and she was alone. Plus it was storming out. So she asked me to stay her. And she kind of tempted me,” I replied. “She tempted you? By doing what?” Kayla asked. Then I was just really nervous. She seemed pretty pissed off. “She got naked right in front of me to get me to stay. And I just couldn’t resist honestly. I’m so sorry Kayla,” I replied. “Sorry for what?” Kayla asked. “Well, for having sex with Hope. You asked ‘what the fuck?’ Remember?” I asked. “Yes I do. It was more to the fact that, if you wanted to try her out before we had a threesome, you could have said something about it, without making it a complete surprise to me,” Kayla replied as she came towards the bed. Then she got naked in about 20 seconds. Then she got into bed with us on my side. Then she started kissing me passionately for a minute. Of course I’m thinking to myself ‘What the fuck is going on here?’ but I was still really horny and I had 2 very beautiful and naked ladies with me. As I was making out with Kayla, Hope started blowing me once again. And Kayla didn’t object at all. So I was a little confused still. “Holy shit Hope. You can sure take a dick,” Kayla said. “Yes she can. You should have seen her earlier. She was taking it like madness,” I replied. “Better than me though?” Kayla asked. “You are tied I’d say sweetie. But you are still really good to say the least,” I replied. “So did you enjoy having sex with her? Was she good? And was https://escortium.org she better than me?” Kayla asked. “Yes, yes, and sorry I just gotta say you are tied right now,” I replied. “Well I can’t argue with that. Hope is a very sexy woman. I know you have had to fantasize at least a couple times now right?” Kayla asked. “Yes, I guess. And she is a very sexy lady too. But you are sexier though. I give you that Kayla, even though you didn’t tell me you were going out,” I replied. Then we kissed again and she got down by my dick with Hope. “Your boyfriend has the most amazing cock I’ve ever had in my mouth or my pussy. He is a keeper Kayla,” Hope said as she had her right hand on my dick. “Thank you,” Kayla replied just before they kissed each other passionately. I just saw that and I felt like I was in an porno or something. That was so fucking hot. My cock was already incredibly hard, then as soon as I saw them kiss each other like that, my cock was even harder than it had ever been in my life. “Holy fucking shit ladies, that was so fucking hot. Kiss each other again for me please,” I said. “Yes sir,” They both replied. Then they kissed each other once again. Then I nearly came once again. I had never ever seen two women before right in front of me kiss. Just like in the adult films. So to see that only a few feet away from me was quite an experience to say the least. Then they broke the kiss and Kayla had begun blowing me like madness. Somehow it felt even better as she blowing me that time for some reason. Then Hope came up to my face and started kissing me again. “Just so you know I wasn’t lying. You do have a great cock. I think even if I was your sister, I’d still want to fuck you. Can you believe that?” Hope asked. “I don’t know. But both of you are blow job goddesses. Seriously, you two are just that good, truth be told,” I replied. Then Hope laughed a little and gave me a nice kiss. Kayla had kept blowing me passionately and Hope had put her hand onto Kayla’s head. Then Kayla really started to take even more of my dick. She took it so far that she even took it down her throat a bit. “Oh yeah, that’s good Kayla, keep sucking on it just like that,” I said. Then Hope gave me another kiss and got on the floor. She crawled over to Kayla’s pussy. As she was on her butt, she began licking Kayla’s pussy. So we had the train going on. And I had no idea how I pulled it off. Maybe it just happened. But then I didn’t care, I was just so turned on that is was actually happening. It was a fantasy come true. I always wanted to be in a threesome with two different ladies. I couldn’t believe that those two were into lesbianism. I had no idea about those two. So as I was laying there, I was just getting more and more turned on. I leaned up and put my hands onto Kayla’s head as she was going up and down while sucking on my cock. “I had no idea that you two were into this,” I said. “Who said we are?” Kayla asked. Then I just had this confused look on my face. “Kidding. We’ve done it a few times. Does that turn you on?” Kayla asked. “Yes it does Kayla. That really makes me horny. Makes my dick really hard too. This is definitely a huge fantasy come true in a huge way,” I replied. Then Hope got up and onto her knees with Kayla. Then they both faced each other and Hope leaned her head down and started sucking on Kayla’s very erect nipples. “Oh shit, it’s been too long Hope, yeah get those nipples like there is no tomorrow,” Kayla said. Then Kayla her hands onto Hope’s head. “Come on in and get the other one, I won’t bite back,” Kayla said. Then I got down on my knees as well and started licking and sucking Kayla’s other nipple. Then she had her hands on both of heads. We both made sure we were making Kayla’s nipples feel good. As I was sucking on one her nipples, I also began finger fucking Kayla as well. “Now that’s what I call multitasking Joe. You should do that more often,” Kayla said. “Maybe I will,” I replied. I made her belt out some soft moans. She was really into having this threesome that took me completely by surprise. And her pussy had gotten more than a little wet as well. “Oh shit, Joe you should have been this frisky when we had sex together,” Kayla said. Then I leaned up my head and kissed her on lips. We made out for a couple minutes as Hope kept sucking on Kayla’s nipple as if she was gonna die if she didn’t. “I’ve missed our sex life Joe. I wanna do it with you more often, I don’t know what happened, but let this be a reboot to our sex lives. I wanna fuck you every single day for the rest of lives. Do you want to as well?” Kayla asked. “Is that a proposal?” I asked. “Would you like it to be?” Kayla asked. “Yes,” I replied. “I know we’re having sex with Hope, but will you marry me Joe?” Kayla asked. I thought for about 4 seconds. “Yes I will Kayla I love you. I will marry you and I’ve been missing our sex life in a very big way Kayla. I want it too. Maybe I was just missing it so much that I did it with Hope, can you forgive me?” I asked. Then she gave me another kiss. She hugged me as well as she had a few tears going down her cheek.

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The Wedding, Part 05When I awakened my dick was again a pillar of stone, already enshrouded in the comfort of a woman’s sex hole. Lisa’s rectum was a steaming pipe begging for pole. I thought to resurrect our earlier anal session, but Lisa quietly reminded me that her pussy was the orifice most in need of relief.“I don’t have a bone pressing on a pudendal ass nerve, Artie.”She reached down and nudged my penis northward into her vagina. There, for the first time, we made love. We kissed, fondled and grinded for fifteen minutes, slowly and tenderly, tongues dancing about, genitals enjoying the sticky, sweat curdling from our brows, until the inevitable climax, when we ramped up the energy and attacked each other like wildcats. We came in tandem, exploding into bliss, trembling with the sparkle of a righteously concluded fuck. A titanic tsunami rose up and washed us out to sea, splattering us with panoramic flavors of mauve, golden reds, oranges and yellows before cooling into blues and purples. Lisa’s churning vagina enveloped me in a universe of pinkness that left me weightless, breathless and wet.By and by we came to, awash in sweat, semen, and burnt pubic hair, as is appropriate for two people getting the gauge of each other’s sexual capacities.Lisa smiled lazily.“Do you really want to go to this dinner?” she asked. “Or do you want to stay here and do this all night?”“What you just said,” I laughed.She punched me in the shoulder.“Get up and go wash your ass,” she ordered. “We can sneak out of the dinner. But we have to be there.”“You’re the one leaking jizz,” I countered.“So I am. Do you object to going out in public with a jizz crusty woman?”“Not as long as it’s my jizz.”She punched me again, then got up and sauntered into the bathroom. I could see wispy fronds of semen drifting from her ass.“There’s only one towel,” she called out as she stepped into the shower. “And I’m using it,”“There’s two washrags,” I called back. “And you can use the same one for both holes.”She laughed. I really appreciated her ability to be crass in private. She had a great sense of humor.When I wandered into the bathroom the mirror was already steamy. Lisa liked hot showers, I noted with satisfaction. I climbed into the shower with her and used the washrag to scrub her back. I moved further south to wash her ass crack before reaching under to lather her furry pussy from behind. She lifted a leg to accommodate me. Then she turned and scrubbed me from head to toe, paying special attention to my dick, which she lathered, rinsed, knelt and suckled.I couldn’t get it up. I was spent. She laughed.“Already?” she smirked. “You’ve got to do better than that, Artie. I told you the terms.”I laughed nervously.“You just wait until we get to the dinner. I’m gon’ cock them thighs open in front of everybody and poke the shit out of you.”She laughed.“I’ll be there. Let’s see you do it.”She was so https://escortium.org great.I started getting dressed for the wedding dinner. I had this nice Tom Ford formal dinner jacket with the shawl lapel. It made me feel like Bond. James Bond. I’d actually bought it second-hand but, of course, I didn’t tell anybody that. People who recognize style thought I had googobs of money to spend on clothes. The jacket fit me to a tee. I rocked it with a form-fitting muscle shirt (no collar), some black tuxedo slacks, and a pair of black patent leather oxfords ($65 at Macy’s). All in all, it was a very good look for me. At least, I thought it was. This get-up got me a lot of eye play.Lisa hadn’t been to her hotel room yet. She was still shackled with that horrid pink bride’s maid’s dress Cynthia had chosen for the ceremony. She told me that she had a formal black party dress in her room. The two of us would be well matched. I took this as another sign of compatibility. We had similar understated, classic tastes in clothes. Should we enter the restaurant together and cause a stir? No. It wasn’t time for that yet. Besides, this was Cynthia’s weekend. It would be selfish of us to steal her thunder.Lisa waited for me to dress. She smiled with appreciation.“You look nice,” she commented.I DID look nice: six-one, a buck ninety, broad, athletic shoulders, flat tummy, sensual lips, square jaw, curly hair. What’s not to like?“You don’t look THAT nice,” she chastised. “I’m not going out with anybody that looks better than me.”“I don’t see how that’s possible, baby. You have a pussy and a spectacular rack.”“And don’t you forget it,” she said.I checked myself in the mirror one more time. Then I stepped over to my bed and dabbed my fingers into one of the numerous tapioca pearl wet spots. Taking my cue from her earlier initiative, I dabbed the scent of our sex on my wrists and under my ear lobes.“What are you doing?” she asked incredulously.“I’m marking your territory.”She fell out laughing. Then she took a washrag and wiped my dabs away.“Most of that was jizz, you know. I don’t want you attracting any men tonite.”She reached into my traveling bag and took out a bottle of Polo for Men. She spritzed a bit of this onto her fingertips and rubbed these under my earlobes.“That’s better,” she said.I gave her my best James Bond smile.“Artie, I have something I want to tell you,” she said.“Uh-oh.”“No, it’s not anything bad. I need you to do me a favor. I don’t want you masturbating anymore. When you get a hard-on, I want you to finish in my mouth, my pussy or my ass. I don’t want you wasting your jizz in your hands.”“You tryna get pregnant?”“No, that’s not it. I’m sure I get way more clitoral erections than you get hard-ons. I want to make you happy. When you get it up, I want you to put it in. I don’t care where we are or what we are doing. Can you do that for me?”“I think so.”“OK, good.”She turned to walk out the door. When she turned back, my dick was dangling from my zipper, half hard. She started to chastise me for taking her words too literally, but then she thought better of it. She closed the door, pulled her dress up, pulled her panties down, gripped the edge of the couch, and poked her ass out.“I’m serious, Artie.”“I’m just playin’ wit’ you, baby.” I smiled.She stepped to me, knelt, and took my soggy cock in her mouth. She sucked for a minute or so and didn’t get much of a response. I was truly spent. Finally, she stood.“I said HARD-ONS, Artie, not soft-ons. When you get it up, I’m ready to get it on. ALWAYS.”I could see the two of us were going to be a great match.We called downstairs to get a cab. Lisa needed to get over to the Sheraton to change. I needed to get over to the dinner. Of course, I wasn’t going to leave Lisa hanging. My plan was to ride with her to the Sheraton and then take separate cabs to the dinner. Lisa smartly pointed out that everyone planning to attend the dinner was staying at the Sheraton. If we showed up at the Sheraton together, that would be tantamount to attending the dinner together. And it wasn’t time for that, she said.I agreed with her logic. But I still wasn’t going to leave her hanging. So we took separate cabs to the Sheraton. And then I sneaked up to her room.When I got there Nicole wasn’t about. Lisa opened the door in her see-through panties and bra. Her elegant black dress was splayed out on her bed. As she puttered about the room in that way women do, my soft-on became a hard-on. I didn’t want to bother her with it. She’d already proved that she would drop everything to tend to my sexual needs. That’s all a guy wants, really. Besides, the dinner would be over by ten. We had the whole night to tend to my needs. I wanted to be fully on point for that.“What’s that lump in your pants?” Lisa asked.I could sense annoyance in her voice. She didn’t miss much.“I…I…”“What’d I tell you about wasting erections?”“I…I…”“A what’d I tell you about this stumble-bum yammering? Spit it out, son.”“We’re going to be late.”“READ…MY…LIPS. What is that lump in your pants?”“I’m happy to see you?” I offered cautiously.She walked over to me, intent upon doffing my pants.“Honey, I want to conserve my strength,” I said. “I promise you, it’ll be there when we get back to my hotel room.”“We’re not going back to your hotel room. We’re coming here.”“Your sister’s going to be here.”“Yep.”“We won’t be alone.”“Yep.”“Oh.”“You said you wanted to see the videos,” she said.“I didn’t say that.”“Well, we’re coming back here anyway. I’m no sneaky hypocrite. If we can fuck at your place we can fuck at my place.”“Oh.”It seemed I was learning something new about her every minute.She oozed into her tight-fitting black party dress. I could see that what I’d mistaken for beauty was only the rudiments, as it were. This woman was FOINE. Absolutely GORGEOUS. And to think: half an hour ago my dick was in her mouth.“Artie, help me put my hair up.”She was having trouble pinning her hair in place. I helped her. And then we stood and looked at ourselves in the mirror. We looked like a shiny new penny.“I say, madam, would you happen to have any Grey Poupon?” I offered in my best British royalty accent.“They call me Mellow Yellow. (Quite right, too),” she replied.I was astonished. How would she know these lyrics to a song by Donovan? She was WAY too young to have heard this song on the radio. And she’s black!! I didn’t know any black women that could quote British invasion songs from memory. I’d once asked a sistah about Paul McCartney’s song “Blackbird”. She corrected me and said the song was by Mary J. Blige.I chalked this up to yet another manifestation of Lisa’s diversity.I kissed her on the mouth and dashed downstairs to catch a cab to Falconio’s. We were both already late. If we’d shown up together it would have caused a scene. I wanted to be in my seat when Lisa arrived.As I was walking into the restaurant I received a sext containing the image of a now-familiar heart-shaped vagina clothed in a black party dress. Commando. I discreetly made my way to the restroom and sent an image of an erect penis, standing on its own, poking out from a pair of black tuxedo slacks. An instant later I received a text saying:“Stay right there. Don’t make a move. I’ll take care of that for you.”She was so cool.Let’s not go into too much detail about the wedding dinner. While the food and camaraderie were good, the event itself was marred by dull, long-winded speeches about Kevon and Cynthia’s childhoods. Their parents stood and prattled on and on about things their children had done years ago. I didn’t mean to be rude, but I kept flipping through pictures in my phone. I noticed that Lisa, sitting at a different table, seemed to have an untoward fixation with her phone, too. In between these diversions, she and I spent time making googoo eyes across the room. She wasn’t her usual gregarious self. I knew she wasn’t wearing any drawers. I looked up and caught Cynthia giving me the stink eye. I couldn’t wait for this thing to be over. Too, I kept wondering if Cynthia was sitting up front, fighting her way through a series of unbidden clitoral erections. Certainly, her father wouldn’t be commenting publicly about that phase of his daughter’s life. And then I was a little embarrassed, because my woman was over there fighting through the same thing. My penis stirred at the mental vision of Lisa’s pulsating vagina.As the evening was drawing to a close I got a bit of bad news. The fellas, minus Kevon, were meeting in Jennie’s room directly after the dinner. Attendance was mandatory. I could almost hear my dick’s agonized cry of despair. He’d been counting the minutes toward another visit to room 1237. And now that visit had to be postponed. One did not put off a mandatory meeting of the fellas.

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Alice and Kieran had been married for four years, and had been together since their early twenties. Alice was now thirty, a really attractive brunette with a great figure and an outgoing personality. Kieran was a good-looking thirty-one-year-old with black hair and a good build. The other couple, Clare and Lee, although not married, had been together for five years. He was thirty-two – tall, with a strong physique and brown hair, and she was the youngest of the four at twenty-seven – a pretty blonde with a lovely body, confident but a bit more reserved than Alice. The two couples had known each other for about three years, after meeting at a gym and really hitting it off. They became good friends, and in 2018 decided to all go on a holiday together, opting for a week in Wales in August.They managed to find two adjoining holiday cottages in hills surrounded by woodland, a couple of cosy one-bedroom places so that they were with each other, but still had their own space. They were all quite athletic, and intended to do some canoeing, cycling, and walking (and other activities as it turned out) while they were there. The first day there, they got out and about, and the weather was quite good. On the second day, however, it rained all day, and not just fine drizzle, but real heavy torrential rain – they were in Wales after all, so perhaps it was to be expected. They found themselves stuck in all day, but fortunately, by the late afternoon the rain eased off a bit and the weather just turned to sunshine-and-showers.During a sunny spell, they decided to go out for a walk, being cooped up all day meant they were desperate for some fresh air. They walked down the valley and through the woods, and everywhere felt really fresh and clean. After a little while though, it started to cloud over again, and pretty soon, the rain was spitting – lightly at first, but then it got heavier, and heavier. Before they knew it, it was coming down fast, and they were still about a mile from the cottages. They picked up their pace, walking uphill through the woods and trying to keep dry under the trees, but it was no good, they were getting soaked.“Told you we should’ve gone to Barbados instead,” joked Lee.“Oh, where’s your sense of adventure?” said https://escortium.org Alice, “this is good to be out amongst nature… getting soaking wet!” They had to see the funny side of it, and stopped for a few minutes under a big oak tree, for all the good it would do. “Oh fuck it,” said Alice, stepping out into a clearing. She tipped her head back and opened out her arms, letting the rain run down her. “Let’s be at one with the elements!” she laughed. And then she did something that would lead into a chain of events that would change their lives forever.She winked at her husband, then in a flash, slipped off her wet dress and threw it down. Alice had always been a bit of an exhibitionist. She was the sort that if you dared her to strip at a party or something, she would probably do it. She had a naturally flirty way about her, even though really, she was a good girl, and certainly had never been unfaithful to Kieran in the eight years they’d been together. She just liked to show off a bit sometimes.“Alice, what the hell are you doing, you crazy bitch?” asked Clare.“Well if you can’t escape it, you might as well embrace it,” said Alice, taking off her bra. Kieran was starting to get a bit embarrassed. Clare was a bit shocked. And Lee was just enjoying watching Alice stripping off. He could feel a bulge starting to grow in his pants already as he looked at her lovely body in the rain.“Alice…,” said Kieran, not really sure what to say next. He wondered if she would actually go all the way in front of the others.But she did. Kicking off her sandals, she quickly pulled down her knickers, standing completely naked before them. She started to dance around, taking her hair out of its ponytail, as the heavy rain poured down her body. Lee was getting very aroused now, a big, throbbing erection that he wanted to let out. And Kieran was also quite turned on by the show, even though he still felt a bit awkward about the situation.“Come on Clare, get your kit off and come and join me, it feels lovely,” said Alice. She ran her hands up and down her body, playing with her nipples, which were clearly very hard, and kept glancing at her husband, and also at Lee, who she could see was enjoying looking at her. Alice went and took Clare by the hands, pulling her out from beneath the tree. “Come on, it feels great,” she said.Clare, although a bit reserved sometimes, wasn’t all shy, and once she let loose, she could really let loose. “You’re mad you are,” she said, “but what the fuck, we’re soaked anyway.” And with that, she pulled her dress over her head.“And the rest, come on girl,” urged Alice. Clare took off her bra and knickers, exposing her naked body to the elements.Alice lay down on the wet ground, amongst the leaves and moss, opening out her arms but making sure she kept her legs fairly shut – she wasn’t doing a porno strip after all. She rolled over, as her body started to get covered in dirt and leaves. The rain beat down on her, as Clare looked at Lee, still in slight disbelief at the scenario, and laughed. By now, Lee and Kieran were both quite aroused, but weren’t really sure what to do next. Alice sat up.“Well come on boys, don’t be shy, if us girls can get naked, so can you,” she said. Standing up, she went up to her husband and kissed him, then tugged at his shirt. “Look it’s soaked already, so just get it off,” she said.“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” said Kieran, as he pulled it off.“And the rest,” said Alice, unzipping his trousers.By this point, Clare had gone to Lee, and the two of them kissed passionately as his hands reached round her naked body and gripped her arse. “Baby, what’s got into you?” he asked, as she helped take his wet t-shirt off.“It feels nice,” said Clare, “and you need to feel it too.”By now, Kieran had pretty much got everything off. His dick was already semi-hard, as Alice gave it a stroke. “Oh, hello hubby,” she grinned, just before Clare pulled Lee’s trousers down, revealing his throbbing hard cock. Alice’s eyes lit up as she saw it spring up, and was amazed by the size of it. It’s true to say he was very well endowed, and she couldn’t help but express her thoughts.“Whoa! Looks like someone’s already very aroused,” she said, “Jesus, Lee, you’re full of surprises! Don’t waste that opportunity girl, I certainly wouldn’t!”Alice continued stroking up and down Kieran’s shaft, and he was rock hard in seconds. He was also pretty big when erect, but not as big as Lee. She took hold of it properly and began to wank it faster, snogging her husband as she did so. Clare took hold of Lee’s massive cock as she kissed him once more.“Go on honey, suck me off,” he ordered, and she was straight down, teasing the end of his shaft with her tongue before taking him fully in her mouth. Kieran watched as she sucked off his friend, and pushed Alice down onto his own tool, determined to keep up with the couple next door. The rain was still beating down heavily as the girls worked on their men. Kieran just leaned back against the tree as his wife sucked his cock, and Lee grabbed Clare by her wet hair, forcing her head up and down on his dick. Alice kept glancing over at it, and she was sorely tempted by what she saw, then decided to make a move that would change everything.She looked up at Kieran and winked at him again. He always knew when she did that, that she was about to do something she knew she shouldn’t, but was going to anyway. Then she moved across next to Clare, kneeling in front of Lee. He looked down at her, and Clare lifted her head back, wondering what Alice was doing. Lee’s big throbbing dick was now inches from Alice’s face, and a lustful look came across her.“Want some?” asked Lee, angling himself towards her. The end of his shaft was now virtually touching her, and she couldn’t resist it. Kieran watched in disbelief as his wife closed her mouth around another man’s cock and began to eat him. In all the years they’d been together, they’d never had sex involving other people, and now here she was, on her knees sucking on his friend’s dick. He was in shock, but at the same time, he found he was enjoying it, watching her with someone else. Clare looked equally as shocked, first of all at the fact he’d offered himself to another woman right in front of her, and secondly that Alice had so willingly complied. But she too found herself getting quite turned on, fascinated by the sight of live oral sex taking place before her very eyes.“Oh yeah, that’s good,” moaned Lee as he took hold of Alice’s head, repeating the thrusting motion that he’d done with Clare minutes earlier. By now Kieran was actually jerking off, and after a couple of minutes, Alice pulled away and pushed Clare back down onto Lee’s tool. Then she moved back onto her husband, blowing on his pipe again momentarily before pulling him down towards her.

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For the past two years I have been lost, drifting from place to place hoping to find answers to their senseless deaths.Cougar’s low growl brought me back from my self-pity. I looked up to see her stretching her body as if saying that is time for me to go through the door to the underworld, the seat of the soul.“Enter the opening and follow the path down. Feel the texture of the walls and then you’ll come to the other side…” droned the monotonous voice of our shamanic teacher accompanied by the drumming. Dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-dum.I got up, already in a different state of consciousness, and walked through the opening between the sandstone legs. I was amazed as I touched the sides to discover it slippery and wet, just like my wet channel. 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My knees wobbled as I carefully approached them. My heart expanded as their love reached me, sucking me into their caring arms. I dropped to my knees before them with my head at their feet. I sensed that they ended their embrace and were looking at me.“Stand up, my dear,” said a sweet female voice.Careful not to offend them I stood up, my gaze locked at their feet. A delicate hand touched my chin, lifting it up. I saw their beautiful legs, then their genitals, his thick erection and her smooth vulva, their strong bellies, her firm breasts and his muscled pectorals. My eyes came to a rest on their beautiful glowing faces… and my legs turned to jelly. They caught Escort bayan Ankara me in their arms, lifting me up as if I was a baby, their faces close to mine. I could feel their breaths caressing my cheeks, his cock pressing against my thigh and her breasts rubbing against mine.An urge bubbling from deep within me pushed me to kiss her delicately on her mouth, sliding my tongue over her lips, tasting her. She took my head and pulled me closer, the kissing becoming more urgent. He moved behind me, kissing my neck, down between my shoulder blades to the bottom of my spine. I felt how his hands caressed my derriere and how she squeezed my nipples between her fingers. As he kissed me between my bum cheeks and she dropped her hand to my wet leaking pussy, I was no longer an observer. I was fully aware in my body, deeply experiencing every delicate touch, every breath and both their hearts beating in unison with mine. We became one.Dum-dum, dum-dum, DUM.The drumming stopped and I was jolted back, ripped from their caresses, back through the slippery tunnel, past Cougar to where I sat in a Lotus position next to my fellow trainees. The long bright fingers of the campfire were the only light in my darkness as I started shaking violently, trying to recover from this abrupt ending of my shamanic journey. They must have seen me shaking because the two teachers, Moon Owl and Stalking Wolf, had their arms around my naked body, whispering in my ears words I didn’t understand. Deep down I knew what they said, and everything slowly returned back to normal. My body gradually stopped shaking and my ordinary consciousness returned.But I was naked. Bayan escort Ankara I looked at my fully clothed fellow trainees and at the two teachers. What happened to my clothes? I thought that the shamanic journey happened in our imaginations and in a shamanic state of consciousness. But there I was naked as I had been with them. I knew my pussy lips were still swollen and soaked.“Celia, what happened to you?” asked Moon Owl, as she tried to cover my nakedness.“We stopped the drumming when we realized that you were no longer with us,” said Stalking Wolf, handing me a flask of water to drink.I first wet my lips and then took a long refreshing drink from the water. Handing the flask back to Stalking Wolf I got up and looked at the five couples before me. Four couples were married with Stalking Wolf and Moon Owl as the trainer team. I was the odd one out, a city girl trying to escape from her heartache and emotional pain.Looking at the ten questioning faces, I did something I never would have done before this “journey.” But things have changed. I was no longer in emotional pain, or the lost soul. Something happened at the waterfall I couldn’t explain, something died within me and a new me rose from the dead. I felt alive, full of love and joy. I shocked them out of their comfort zone when I walked up to the first couple: Sue and John from Dallas.I took Sue’s face in my hands and kissed her, inserting my tongue into her open, astonished mouth. I could feel pure love pouring out my mouth filling Sue’s whole body. Grabbing John by his pants’ belt, I pulled him towards us and kissed him too, filling him with love. Then I pushed them towards each other and made them kiss. I repeated the action with Mary and Dan from Chicago, Anne and Pete from Salt Lake City and Jen and Charles from Orlando. The surprised look on their faces were priceless, but they all soon got with the program and started earnestly kissing each other. I looked at them and saw a beautiful glow surrounding them.

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Preparations for breakfast brought back a sense of normality to the threesome. The ladies were wearing jeans and blouses while Mark had donned his heavier clothes. He planned to shovel out the doorways and bring in more wood for the fireplace as soon as breakfast ended. The wind had lessened and the snowfall decreased as temperatures began to plummet.The telephone buzzed for the first time in days. Helen answered, “Oh hi, Steve, thanks, but I am fine. Not to worry, all’s good here, lots of food, heat and water. I’m good until tomorrow, no need to rush out to open my road.”She continued, “Oh, and if the manager calls looking for his wife, Dorothy is trapped here with me so let him know. He’s out of town but was aware that she was coming out to visit me. We have my Ski-Doo so if we need to get out we can. Okay, later today or tomorrow some time. Bye.” The call had been from the mine Surface Superintendent who was responsible for road and yard maintenance.Smiles all around, their adventure could continue uninterrupted, no rush to complete their odyssey of sexual experiments. They settled down for breakfast, laughing and joking as if all was normal and that they had not spent the past twelve hours screwing each other.The ladies competed to serve Mark coffee or toast or jam or whatever, touching his neck seductively with soft fingers or brushing against his shoulder with a hip or a breast. The object of this attention smiled contentedly like a master in a mediaeval household, while occasionally sliding a hand up between the legs of whoever was serving him or nuzzling a breast as one bent over him.But he had work to do and arose from the table, kissed each lady on the forehead and donned his parka, fur hat and mitts. The ladies giggled at the sight of their paramour bundled up like a Russian peasant. They cleaned the table and washed the dishes as they listened to him clumping around shoveling and retrieving wood. They stood side by side over the kitchen sink as he made his way down to the lake on snowshoes.”Where the hell is he going?” Dorothy queried.”It looks like he is going to open his fishing holes and set some lines through the ice. I’m sure that he could fish twenty-four hours a day; he loves it. He claims that the fish bite best in winter following a storm and the return of high-pressure systems.”Dorothy giggled, “You mean that there are times he would rather fish Ankara escort than fuck?”Helen said, “Well, I do wonder sometime, but he gives me all that I can handle in bed.” They both laughed in unspoken agreement.They cleaned up and poured themselves another cup of coffee and settled in on the sofa beside the fireplace.Dorothy said, “So, what do you think, Helen? Are you okay about bringing me out here? Or are you uncomfortable seeing Mark and I naked and with him in me? I could understand if jealousy entered your mind. This has been wild, I have never imagined doing anything like this. And by the way, you and he really know how to get it on. It looks like a choreographed ballet! I almost come with you.””I was uneasy watching the two of you at first,” Helen responded. “But as you well know after months of me going through that period of ‘where was this all going’, ‘how could there be a happy ending’, this seems to be an answer of sorts, puts things in a different perspective. The hot sex continues and the final outcome of my relationship with him no longer seems to be a major issue. So any jealousy I might have – and there are a few little twinges of course when he kisses you – are submerged in the erotic aspects of the two of us sharing one man. I’m fine, Dorothy, never been so content in fact.”Dorothy put her coffee down, leaned in over Helen and kissed her softly. “Good, and what about what you and I have done together? Any regrets? I can tell you that I have none.”Helen said, “None here either. It has been a total surprise at how much I have enjoyed being intimate with you. It is quite different from making love to a man.”They kissed passionately while struggling to join their bodies on the confines of the sofa.Dorothy’s breath was heavy as she whispered, “I’m so horny, Helen. Let’s go to bed while our stallion rests up ice fishing. We have not really had a good go at each other alone, much as I loved the threesome. Let me take you to bed, let me fuck you. And I mean that, let me fuck you.” The last two words were said with emphasis.Helen became submissive to Dorothy’s demands and lay back as she crawled up over top of her. Dorothy somehow managed to rub her mound on Helen’s hip and cheek.They left a trail of clothes on the floor as they headed for the bedroom ending up in panties only at the side of the bed. They kissed passionately Ankara escort bayan with breasts, bellies and mounds grinding together.”On your back, Helen, just lay there and let me do everything that I dream of doing to you,” Dorothy almost spat the words out. “I have been fantasizing about removing your panties. It arouses me to watch a man pull mine off. They are always so desperate to kiss and fuck my pussy. That’s what I’m going to do to yours.”Helen obeyed, lifting her butt upwards as Dorothy’s soft fingers slipped into her panties and pulled them off. She was trembling a little and very turned on while wondering what was racing through Dorothy’s mind. She groaned as Dorothy kissed her nipples and gently fingered her pussy.Dorothy pushed her own panties off and began to rain kisses and licks from Helen’s lips to her ankles, tasting every part of her body. She returned to suck on Helen’s long nipples now jutting out like little fingers from her smallish breasts. She kissed her way down Helen’s belly and then lifted her legs over her shoulders and settled in with her face and mouth inches from Helen’s vulva.Helen stared down between her breasts at Dorothy’s eyes boring up into hers, gasping in response to the first tentative lick along the length of her slit. She spread to allow Dorothy access to her entire vulva with her probing tongue. Everything was done gently, affectionately, and purposely to arouse her. And arouse her it did. She almost lost it as Dorothy took the tiny hood of her clit between her lips and teased it with her tongue tip.Dorothy crawled back up Helen’s body, rubbing her breasts on everything she could rub until their mouths engaged once more. Helen could taste her own pussy on Dorothy’s tongue and lips, causing hers to cramp in expectation.Dorothy purred, “I’ve been aching to do that, to taste all of you.””Oh Dorothy,” Helen responded, “it was beautiful, I want my turn on you.””No, let me do it, I’ve been fantasizing about rubbing our pussies but have not figured out the best way to do it,” Dorothy said.They kissed passionately and Helen whispered, “Go for it, we’ll find a way.”Dorothy pushed away and off the bed, pulled the sheets and covers off and tossed them to one side. When she returned to the bed, she positioned to get her legs the reverse of Helen’s, sliding one leg between Helen’s and Escort Ankara moving upwards in an effort to join the two ‘Y’s’. Helen turned to her side a bit, seeking the best way to mesh their pussies. There were no smiles or giggles of embarrassment; they were fully focused on this joining.The need intensified as Helen felt Dorothy’s slippery pussy lips slide up along her inner thigh. Dorothy was propped up on one arm and over Helen as their vulvas first brushed. They struggled to find a position to make full contact, the air filled with little groans and cries as they finally engaged.They paused as their bodies merged in this intense intimacy.Dorothy moaned, “Go first, Helen, rub me, oh damn, that’s it, oh yes. Ah, you caught my clit!”They took turns being the dominant, grasping the other’s body wherever they could, holding on while they pressured their pussies together in slow agonizing grinds. As they approached orgasm, Dorothy lifted up until she was on her knees with one of Helen’s legs over her shoulder, her arm wrapped around the leg to anchor her hip movements. Helen maintained upward pressure to maintain the engagement of the two pussies.Achieving orgasm was like climbing a hill slowly, reaching the crest and gliding down the other side in exhilaration. They held the pose; grinding their pussies together, eyes closed as tensions evaporated, after which Dorothy tumbled down beside Helen.”Now that was fun,” Dorothy panted, “why did I wait so long to try that? I wondered sometime, you know, what it would be like with a woman, but never really came close to doing it. What have we missed?”Helen was not feeling nearly as fulfilled as Dorothy although she had certainly enjoyed the orgasm. She preferred being mounted by young Mark. Strange that she would think about that even as she lay beside Dorothy’s soft warm body. She also knew that Dorothy would be after more in the future. Her only response now, however, was, “That was beautiful, Dorothy; it is more pleasure than I ever thought possible.”They heard their partner at the back door stomping around putting things away.”We better get out of bed before he finds us,” Dorothy giggled, “if he sees us like this he’ll be after us like a Viking.””You go shower, Dorothy,” Helen said, “I would like to greet him alone right now.” She snuggled down, pulling the covers back over her as Dorothy scrambled to the bathroom.Mark removed his heavy clothes and boots before warming himself in front of the fireplace. He glanced over his shoulder to catch Dorothy’s bare bum disappearing into the bathroom. He smiled to himself wondering what his lady friends had been up to during his hour or so setting his lines out in the cold.

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The new house was what we had always aimed for but the work involved in getting it to the state we wanted proved to be greater than anticipated.Exhausted, we had barely enough strength to kiss each other goodnight before submitting to the arms of Morpheus that night. So I was surprised and somewhat annoyed to be woken by Harry’s grunting; grunting as when we were enjoying the culmination of a long session of intense love making and he was on the point of honouring my gripping pussy with spurts of his hot seed.My back towards him, I listened for a few seconds then turned to face him. Harry’s face was contorted as if he was indeed on the point of orgasm.“ Harry” I claimed in a hoarse whisper, “you’re wanking!” But he wasn’t, his arms were wrapped around some invisible recipient of his efforts! I turned on the lamp.Throwing back the bed covers I was just in time to witness huge globs of sperm spurt from his erect penis. My lungs filled with air ready to scream my utter contempt at the actions of my husband, when my eyes locked on his still erect and strangely glistening, cock.Harry’s eyes opened and a look of utter confusion Ankara bayan escort spread over his face. His face turned to mine, “Geeze Rosie, wow! How did you do that?”, he gasped.My eyes were still fixed on his dick. “Shut up, I want an explanation of this…” I took the head of his penis between finger and thumb. He looked down but the grin on his face told me that as usual, he was basking in the glow of an intense orgasm.How was it that his tool, that was always such a source of pleasure to me, was glistening as if it had just withdrawn from my grateful and glowing vagina? To be absolutely sure I felt between my thighs; no sopping wetness, no glowing, blood engorged labia begging for more thrusting, piercing cock action.My hand lightly gripped the still erect staff where it slid easily down its slippery length. At my nose that hand carried no clue as to what substance glossed my husband”s hardness.Bending, I put my nose to my husband’s dick, again no clue. Turning my head I looked into Harry”s still smirking face; whatever had occurred, he hadn’t minded one tiny bit.The tip of my tongue Escort bayan Ankara lapped the underside of the taut skin of the glans and immediately the familiar saltiness of Harry’s seed spread over the taste receptors. My tongue removed all traces of the seed taking care to leave for particular examination the substance that coated the length down to his smooth pubes.As Harry’s bulbous cock brushed past my lips and entered my mouth I determined that I must not enjoy my actions… yet. Thus as I swallowed the amazingly still hard flesh I carefully sucked from it the remaining juices, endeavouring to establish just what they were.Having enjoyably cleaned my own vaginal secretions from my husband’s penis many times I knew instantly that it was not my pussy that recently gripped it or been filled by it. Non-the-less as far as I could tell some vagina had enjoyed a number or all the pleasures that Harry’s cock could provide, and very recently.Bile rose immediately in my throat and I prepared to scream accusations of infidelity at my partner, but woman’s reason came to the fore and I calmly Bayan escort Ankara asked him to explain what he had experienced just a few moments ago.Harry described his experience in this way:….After falling asleep almost the instant that my head touched the pillow, the most strange things happened. In a room that I had barely entered in this new home, a woman dressed in clothes of a bye-gone age called to me by the name of Thomas and instructed me to assist her in what she termed her boudoir.There, the woman appeared annoyed that I didn’t know the procedure that she demanded. That she spoke words with which I not familiar made it difficult for me to comprehend her demands, but from her agitated gestures I took it that I was to undress her.Because what was happening to me appeared surreal to say the least, I felt that I could accede to her demands without suffering the wrath of my darling wife.My surroundings were blurred, my own body was not apparent to me, all I could make out in sharp focus was the woman. Compared to my height of six-one this lady stood only two inches less; If her heels were the four inches of Rosie’s then at five-eight was still tall for a woman.Other than such as bra and panties I have no idea of the terms used for women’s clothing in modern times let alone of years ago, so I will just say what I took off this woman in my terms.First off was a short embroidered jacket which I was ordered to hang up.

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“That was wonderful,” said Charlene. They were lying on their backs side by side, holding hands, and basking in the afterglow. “You’re my best friend, Lainie, and I think I am falling in love with you.” “I love you, Charls. I have for years, but I don’t think you really love me, and that’s okay. We have felt this way for a long time, and I’ve gotten used to it. But I love you too much to let you fall into the trap of confusing lust with love. Wait until sometime Ankara escort when we see each other first thing in the morning, to decide that you love me. Right after we have had sex is not the time to decide these things.” “Shut up and kiss me, Lainie.” They rolled over on their sides, facing each other, and their lips met. Charlene placed her hand on Elaine’s cheek, and kissed her tenderly at first. As their kiss continued, Ankara escort bayan they read each other’s minds, and opened their mouths as one. Their tongues played freely with each other, and their breathing became more ragged. Suddenly, Elaine pulled her head back. She looked into Charlene’s eyes, and saw the lust there. “Charls,” she asked, “do you suppose it is possible for us to be in each other together? I love making Escort Ankara love with you, but somehow, just using my new cock feels …oh, I don’t know…empty.” “Let’s try it. We can’t be face to face, though, ‘cause they are both in front. And you coming in from behind isn’t gonna work – well, unless you wanna jerk me off.” As she said this, Charlene turned over and pushed the crack of her ass up against Elaine’s erection. She raised her upper leg, and Elaine slid into her. She sighed as she felt the head of Elaine’s engorged member entering her inner folds. Elaine reached across Charlene’s hip, and grasped her erection in her hand. She began pumping slowly, in time with thrusting her hips, so that as she went in deeply, her hand drove downward.

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