” He groaned, slowly fucking against hergyrating behind. For a moment he just closed his eyes,pumping in and out, with a blissful smile on his f...ace.Finally, he opened his eyes, turned to me and held outhis hand. I lay the belt across his palm and leaned overto kiss him.“She really likes it to hurt.” I whispered.“Mmm,” He grinned wickedly. “So do I.” As he stood again,brandishing the belt, I yanked my T-shirt dress over myhead, quickly tossed my panties. I would recommend lots of liquids, perhaps some raspberry lemonade…”As if on queue, an orderly showed up with a tray. The pitcher on it contained her favorite beverage. The crewmember that Béla had surprised in her quarters the (day?) before, when she had teleported in from the arborium, followed him. He had a basket of food to resupply her cooler, now that the princesses had returned.“Why is everyone acting like I’ve been gone awhile? Béla asked. “Why is someone sleeping in my quarters?”“I. Perhaps that is what I experienced. I don’t know how long they fucked my ass with the dildo or what else they were doing. Maybe they were still sucking my dick, maybe not, all I remember is lying back with my eyes closed and being completely taken over by the intensely pleasurable sensations I was receiving as the dildo stroked in and out of my asshole massaging my prostate. My right hand fingers were still in Jen’s pussy, that much I do remember. At some point I opened my eyes and looked down. She’s quite a handful. She loves boys and I think she probably has had sexual intercourse several times already. I can’t control her. She dresses very provocatively and does not like to be told what to do. She loves to wear a lot of make-up. Amanda is a good looking girl. She’s about five foot five inches tall and is petite. She has long brown hair and green eyes. She’s not terribly big on top but can certainly fill out her shirts. She's constantly parading herself all over the house. She's.