You found the most sensitive part within seconds, and toyed with it, fast and furious, driving me to the edge and I could feel it building. It was so ...close. I came, crying out, my hips working wildly. My body spasmed, my pussy squeezing your fingers as you wriggled them inside me, driving them deep, drawing out the last seconds of my orgasm. There was no time to recover, as you lifted me from the table and pushed me towards an open door that led to your bedroom. As we ascended the four steps. The chairs came with thin woven cushions on them for padding and decoration.Honestly, I thought they were a little spartan in their lack of any real decorations besides the seat cushions but maybe that was the result of the native mindset. I would hopefully find out more later when I could afford a real Feran.The exception was the curtains in the shuttered windows which were lively matched colors for each household. Each house had a unique pattern, different, yet similar to the other. I choose. His moans of pleasure fed her like nothing else she had ever known, and his cock filled her in ways she never knew possible. She wanted him, again, always, deep inside of her, filling that empty, aching space that only he seemed able to reach. She was climbing him, feeling her own need weeping between her legs, and he held her hips locked and still, as he always did, looking into her eyes, before letting her sink down onto him with a deep sigh that was both pleasure and relief. It was as if. " It was as if she had read the question on my mind."I see." I said thoughtfully, as I compared with s*s's and Amy's pussies mentally, while I moved my fingers from her clit to the entrance, and felt her muscles contract around the finger as well as the pulse within its soaked chamber."Come on and kiss it." Mom invited, pulling her pussy lips back. I bent my head to it and began to lick at her clit as she placed her hands on my head and hugged it tenderly. I noticed the musky smell of her.