”Then Yume turned into the tigress, enfolding Dee in her arms and kissing her. Dee responded. It was luxurious. A kiss had never felt this way befor...e. With her husband, and her one or two boyfriends before she met him, kissing, touching had been performative, perfunctory. A duty, albeit a not entirely unpleasant one, that one had to fulfill. But this. This was deeply fulfilling, transporting her to another zone of pleasure. Dee felt Yume’s breasts pressing into hers and her crotch growing wet. Josh and I watch as little Morgan was sandwiched between her dad and brother. They were so brutal, it was so hot. They gyrated rocking the bitch. Billy, Dad, please stop. Please. The more the bitch begged the harder they fucked her. Billy was pulling on her, Dave was grabbing her tits, slapping her face. We were stunned that they could be so brutal. Billy on top in her ass slammed her with terrible thrusts. Morgan’s face was purple, tears streaming down. The bitch was screaming. Unlike my prissy purple number, hers was a simplepractice tank leotard in a dark metallic blue with three thick blackstripes running down the sides of her torso. I couldn't help but feelembarrassingly overdressed next to her sporty, utilitarian look."Just tuck it back like this," she demonstrated, reaching between herlegs and pushing her soft member back between her thighs with apracticed motion.I followed her example. Despite the weirdly intimate circumstances, mything was surprisingly limp. Lisa came out once we were all alone and immediately dropped into my lap, kissing me softly. "This suite is wonderful, Ted. I can't wait to make love to you on the couch," she said, her eyes twinkling merrily. "In front of Hawk and Gretchen, of course." Exhibitionist," I said. "You'd be happy making love in the middle of the mall, too." Ooooo," she said with a sly smile. "Do you think we could?"I laughed and kissed her soundly. "That's no way for a woman running for Harris County District.