” I went over to her and our lips pressed together, we began to snog each other and started to rub our wet warm boobs together her hands slid across... my back as she dug her nails into me during her fit of passion. I proceeded to move my hands down and take her bottoms off, then slid two fingers inside of her moist fanny which seemed to coil over my fingers as they glided in and out of her. She released a burst of pleasure which seemed to be screaming out of her. She threw her head back as she. " A sudden breath of air, pine-scented, blew through the open door, stiffening both sets of nipples. She let out a moan, deepening the kiss. She felt hands rising along her lower back, slowly slipping under her top and raising it over her head. She broke the kiss just long enough for the shirts' removal, then resumed, even more passionate than before.The hands continued their roaming, tracing patterns along her spine, raising tiny hairs and increasing her arousal even more. They slowly circled. I looked in his eyes and was, in an instant, both scared and provoked at once. They called to me, beseeching me to let go of the fears that held me, offering me a sanctuary. His arms, when closed about me, lulled me to peace. I was shown both heaven and hell in his embrace. Everything I had ever sought was right here. Here, in the arms and eyes and mind of a poet. His soul called to me, soothing all that had been by nothing more than sheer existance. ‘Can’t seem to stop touching you,’ he. Neither was a natural at it like Sara was, but both soon began to thrust their pelvises in a fucking motion as their bodies finally started to respond - or perhaps in an attempt to make their bodies respond."Pussies to 8" said Sara. Now both girls were beginning to thrust and grind like Sara had done the night before."It's time for some paddle action," said Sara. She handed one of the thick leather paddles to Ron. "Make it loud," she instructed him."Thwack!!!" Both paddles hit ass cheeks.