"You need me ... and I fucking need you ... where's the kettle?" I would of thrown her out, but she smelt that bad I didn't want to get that close to ...her. By way of explanation she took a soggy wad of paper from her Jean Jacket pocket and unfolded it before passing it to me. The photo had been taken three months earlier, a private commission, there were only three prints in existence and one was framed in my studio. "That's your work." It was not a question. She unfolded a second soggy mass.. It trickled out her pussy, down her legs and onto the sheet.“Rub it! Oh please, rub it!” she only thought the words, but theywere answered.The stranger took the blanket in hand, and wedged it between herlegs.“Ohh... oohhh...” Alicea kicked as his fingers pushed his sperminto her. No panties were in the way. Nothing stopped his sperm. Herubbed her hard and fast. The chain bounced on Alicea’s breasts, theclasp had moved to the front.Her hands found it, and removed the obtrusive chain from. Sucking him was no hardship.He smoothed my hair, “Miriam is right about you, little Mouse. You truly are one-of-a-kind.” Then he pushed my head down, and I got to work.As he was approaching his climax, he petted my head again, and said, “You may cum, Nika. You’ve earned it.”He didn’t have to tell me twice. My hands found my pussy, and, even as I continued to suck him, I penetrated my cunt, slipping my fingers through my already soaking folds. I used the cunt honey to wet my clit, and quickly. He saw Kelsey’s tight ass and dark hair but, did not have any idea who she was. It did not matter anyway he was completely pussy pinned to the pine log. The scent of sex in his face started the progression to the point of no return. His sister's riding skill had a dexterity that mimicked his own muscle contractions. She slowly rode and drew out a strong climax as her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. His spasms synchronized with hers and Kelsey’s bouncing ride. The girls began to nipple.