Caressing her round hips, letting my hand slip down to the naked undulating curves of her lower heat-emitting cheeks, and yes, indeed I was arising, r...ising to the occasion."Turn around, turn around, lovely Amelia. I want to admire your wondrous backside, your inspiringly curvaceous bottom, your classically sculpted ass. You are a work of art, and I will play the part of art critic." (She allowed that she would rather be here in bed with me than on display in a museum.)How can I describe her. His smile slid from his face as he returned to thoughts of his worries and impatience for all this hoopla to be over.The Embassy car slid through the darkness with little less than a glimmer of light from its headlights. The Russians had not sent any bombers across the channel for a couple of weeks now, and the mood of the people of London was resigned. They knew they would be back, and they knew that more would die. And little by little the city they loved would turn to rubble.David stared of. Treavor, you are going to be >fucked >in the ass by four well hung guys tonight. You are going to be changed >forever. You are going to be turned into a pussyboy. And you know what >else? >You are going to learn to suck cock. You are going to lick and suck all of >our cocks and clean them with your mouth and learn to swallow our fuckslop. >Treavor got this really hot terrified look on his face. I think the photos >captured it beautifully. I pulled his nipples way out from his chest and >let. She let out a moan and I quickly told her to keep it down as not to wake my roommates. I grabbed her cottage cheese hips firmly and pounded her. Our bodies were making a loud slapping sound as I watched her flesh ripple with every impact into her. I bore my thumb into her ass as my frantic pace quickened. Becca's head was bouncing and she said it was to cum inside her. I really liked hearing her say that. I pumped harder and faster until I squirted my juices into her. I kept pounding long after.