"What about me?" You, my dear, are the fair Helen of Troy. Thou angelic face didst launch a thousand ships; your form hath brought many a man to his k...nees..." OK, you poetic bastard, you know how hot it makes me when you talk like that." Speaking of which, it's 'poetry time'." Oh no! You're not going to read poetry to me again!" complained Darla." I thought it makes you hot." It does, but I'm already primed." But, honey, it's our anniversary! I always pick a poem to read you on our. Charles finally arrived and we were sitting in the living room having drinks. Charles is a white wine drinker, George a Jack & coke, Kelly a Captain Morgan & coke and I a scotch on the rocks guy. We chatted a bit then Kelly excused herself. She returned a few minutes later wearing a plaid school girl outfit looking great as always! She is a thin woman with small tits and loves sex!she sat between Charles and I and we started to kiss her and feel her body. Soon she had our cocks out and was on. He may not have realized it but all night he’d been resisting my advances and doing little things that drove me insane. He’d brush his soft looking hair away from his face, biting his succulent lower lip, opening and closing his legs and to top it all off he would rub his hands up and down over his inner thighs. He couldn’t be naïve enough to think that a gesture like that could be considered innocent after my various attempts to get in his form-fitting pants. I think I had had enough and. Dogs bark loudly at their approach and by the time he ties her into position, the pack of males in the pen are so excited that their cocks hang heavily from their respective sheaths. Abject fear renders her unable to neither communicate nor escape; her body refuses to struggle against her bindings. In fact, her cunt is dripping raw desire which is causing the disturbance among the male animals; her musky sexual scent is strong and emanates in all directions.He walks among the dogs checking to.