I was taller then she. My cock pressed against the base of her spine, my balls grating against the fine body sheaf of her hosiery. But all the time I ...was aware of Mark who circled us like prey, as if waiting his moment to pounce. He would stop still from time to time to watch intently while sipping his single malt. And then I suppose I must have become so engrossed in the deep French kissing that I lost all sense of time and place.The taste of her mouth, sticky and sweet from her tart red. They had been bloated with purely cum. Their stomach full of life and possibly kids. But you are ignoring that. You are too focused on dominating this poor femboy.For almost the entire night, You've been buttfucking the femboy. The floor of the room is definitely stained white. The smell was horrible. The femboy was on their bed. Face down on a pillow while their belly kept their ass up. You slap it one more time as you go in for the final time of the night. You defy logic, biology. And so much. "Jacob glanced up and smiled at the two women who he was certain had the group in their sights."It's OK, ladies," Jacob announced. "They've surrendered peacefully."That brought a round of laughter from the group but no one took a move forward. They had seen the accuracy the day before and it had given them cause to think."OK, Jacob," Susan said.The group started forward slowly and dismounted at the house."There ain't room for all of you inside," Jacob said. "But the bunkhouse is just a ways. My fingers were touching the tops of her bare breasts. My thumbs were rubbing against the soft fabric of her bra. She reached down and felt up his crotch.“Nice. Not to big. Not to small. I could work with it,” Kokila said, as my hands continued to grind and sizing her breasts through the bra. “Let’s get rid of this bra shall we?” Kokila reached behind her and unfastened her bra. She let the bra slide off her shoulders and down her chest. Her massive mounds were bare and in front of my.