Something she had ached for over the last while; something she had craved for. The wait was now over. She had no idea who the male was; Brad was the o...nly man she knew among them but she didn’t care. He continued for a few minutes and then another took his place. Another tongue; another eager mouth between her things; other eager fingers penetrating her. Minutes later he too moved on and another took his place. One by one they feasted up on her; one by one they tasted her juices; one by one they. " Emily knows we all love her." No, she thinks we all do. She thinks we need her. My job is going to be to convince her I'm serious about taking Brenda away from her and then letting Emily go wherever she wants to. If she really believes that, she'll start wanting to please me. She'll start loving me again, and will end up being as reasonable as Emily ever gets. She first needs to see that she has no other way to get any of what she wants and needs." My old Kenny wouldn't even think of doing. Last year we had paid to have her hair laser removed. It needed a touch up once every six or seven months, but for all practical means she was permanently hairless from her neck down. Every tiny part of her lay naked, exposed ? to his sight! And to his touch. I could see beads of perspiration, no wanton pre-sex anticipation, standing upon her labia. His fingers found the sides of her thigh. He caressed her thighs? and slowly inward then upwards? The beads of moisture stood more. This trip was no easier than the previous time. They still had to thread their way through the morass between the pools and the quick sand. This time, they actually were able to see at least one of the denizens of the pools. On a couple of occasions, a head at the end of a long neck stuck out of the pool and followed their progress through the swamp, but never made any aggressive moves, so the humans treated the occurrences as happy standoffs. It was one of those "you don't bother me and I.