Bill took his clothes off and dove for Betsy's muff and started to lap away. Megan looked at me with a smile and then laid down on the rug spread eagl...e. I took my clothes off in record time and dove into her pussy. Bill and I had both girls moaning. I started finger-fucking Megan as I lapped away at her little clit. She was moaning and shaking her head back and forth til she succumbed to an orgasm. I heard Betsy screech about the same time meaning she was also cumming. I had a raging hard on. I silently planned to be her first, second and third lover and to make her scream for more. Virgins were my absolute favorite as well as a kind of specialty.The women had been visiting relatives in Cuba, sugar cane relatives they said, and were on their way back home, to Wilmington, N.C., despite the ongoing blockade. They demanded to be let go at once since they were southerners and knew we were as much rebels as they were even though they had been traveling on a Yankee ship. They could not. I brought the shampoo from the bathroom and applied it to her ass.I even put it inside her hole as deep as my finger went. I applied some on my dick too and was getting ready. I could feel Shreya shivering with tension about the pain. I made her stand on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor and bent her.I separated her butt cheeks with my hands and slowly put my dick inside her hole. The lubrication was helpful but Shreya said it was hurting more and more as I went in. I put in about. But all thoughts of her boyfriend had long since fled from her mind, and deep down inside, something whispered that this was all so right. Out of all the homes in The Hague she could have climbed into, she’d climbed into the window of Jan van Es for a reason…and that this was that very reason. Who was Jan van Es? How had he known how to tap into every dirty thought and sexual fantasy she had never ever permitted herself? She’d never allowed her sexual side to develop beyond what was.