"Your penis," my mother clarified. "The appendage between your legs. What condition is it in? Rather soft, or standing at attention?" "Soft", I confes...sed. "Count to fifteen," my mother instructed. She bent over at the waist and placed her palms on the outside of my hips, right where my thighs ended. Her robe hung open invitingly, giving me the clear and startling view that the only thing she was wearing under the robe was a pair of blue bikini underwear. Her breasts hung down in gravitational. He was transfixed for a moment as feelings of jealousy washedover him. He desperately wanted to have soft, supple, curved bodies liketheirs, but he knew he never would. Allen's mesmerized gaze ceased as Enid pushed past him and reminded himto hurry up. Allen nodded before he went over to the woman by theclothing racks and returned his clothes to her. As she handed them off to an assistant, Allen and Enid hurried backtowards the stage and got in line to do another turn on the catwalk asAllen. They aren’t happy about it. But they’re relieved that the rooms they’ve been forced to move into are not as primitive as they imagined. The walls and vaulted ceilings are finished in knotty pine and the appliances are modern and new. It’s actually a pretty nice place. It’s a big step down from the palace they just finished building. But it’s more in keeping with where a young couple who are almost newlyweds should be living. And it’s sure as hell of a lot nicer than a jail cell.They’ve already. We stumbled on the sofa and we stopped there: the sofa could be ok, we want our bodies, our moans, our minds, not a place. I straddle it, sitting on his legs. Immediatley I felt his dick entering inside my soaked pussy. I felt every inch of his dick. I started moving slowly on it I was driving in that moment, it was my round. I heard his deep breath, impatient, I sense the b**st grow up inside him. He clutched more and more my hips, he bit my lips, he bit my tits. I was screaming, moaning in.