A minute or two passed, she walked into the room with a petticoat tied till her breasts.She must have had a cold water head bath. She hurriedly walked... into the house, shivering, with wet hair, and her flawless skin dripping golden water droplets all over. Her waist length hair, flowing on her firm breasts is still wet and soaked her thin petticoat making it almost transparent, and her dark nipples and aureole are clearly visible. She picked up a towel from the wardrobe walked to the dressing. She once again raised her arms above her head, skipping and dancing in the rain. She stepped again to the edge to look down, almost hoping some one would see her.The patio furniture near the french doors to the kitchen caught her eye. So many times she'd sat there, having her morning tea, or a coffee, some times dressed, many times not, and a familiar tingle between her legs caught her attention. She danced her way to the chair, smiling as her mind raced with possibilities.She pulled the chair. He finally put his arms under my legs and lifted my pussy up to meet his mouth. He stuck his tongue deep inside of me. My body started shaking and I let loose. I started screaming, ‘George put your cock inside me! I want you George I want you, I want you.’ George got on top of me and I could feel him trying to stick that monster inside of me. I was so wet cause I had cum, I could feel it going in an inch at time, it finally slid all the way in. I was trembling, it was so deep inside of me. He. The object slid slightly into her pussy, before retracting suddenly, at this moment she identified the object as the tip of Zane's Penis. He forced her legs wide open and processed to enter again. He penetrated, slightly, and then deeper with each thrust, she could feel his body twitching behind her, she tried to think of the Cock as if they were still Kayla's finger, the fingers of her friend was what she craved now....Zane felt the inside of Emily a little more with each movement he made,.