" And then what happened? Did they DO it?" she asked, slowly rolling her hips and again making a half-hearted reach to touch her self."No, not then. T...his is a SLOW build up." Slow is an understatement. You give new meaning to the term "slow." Don't you know about cruelty to frustrated and terminally horny chicks'?"Responding to Martina's needs for ministrations, I gently stroked and squeezed her soft mounds. Her nipples erected, hardening and extending out in little points from the dark circles. "Do you hear me I want to fuck you." He repeated his request to Kris."Sure you can." Kris said. 'What's your name again honey?" She asked him."Bobby. Robert..er Bobby Palmer." He told her."Ok Bobby Robert lets fuck." Kris said and grinned at him. Robert then pushed Kris down onto the carpet. She let him do this to her and pulled him away from her mother sucking his cock. Robert pulled her panties off and pushed her stocking legs wide apart. Kris's pussy opened and he saw her pinkness exposed.. My wife and I weren't swingers, and had never been interested in cuckolding or IR sex, although I have had the occasional fantasy. I wasn't really looking for anything to happen along those lines, but thought it might be an interesting vibe seeing what goes on while we had our own fun.We arrived on Sunday and the first couple of days we just swam, sunned, fucked and sucked, happy to leave behind our everyday existence and the roles of parents -- to regain a sense of ourselves. The place had a. “Ooh, yes, you just love it. Mmm, that’s the best pussy you’ve ever had! Lamia pussy!”The energy holding me crackled, snapped. The guard stumbled, his bright-blue wings, an azure purer than a summer sky, fluttered behind him as he stumbled. His moans muffled by the lamia’s cunt. My feet hit the ground, freed from the bondage.My head still throbbing, I fought against the leaden weight on my mind. I lunged forward, balling my fist. I punched hard into his armor. The bronze breastplate rung like a.