” This was an idea that Marcel had often thought about when he was fucking Lucy.He slipped the French knickers on easily over Lucy’s lacy ones and... was excited by the open crotch which did little to conceal his tight balls, held firmly in place by the purple panties.Kris reached out and stroked Marcel’s cock through the silky material of Tina's French knickers, the friction of two pairs of panties, one from each girlfriend, rasping over his sensitive cock head. Kris trailed the fingers of his. Her request was in fact a command to my mind and I nodded at which she smiled. Her eyes now seemed harder but perhaps it was my submissive soul that saw that and interpreted her words. She kissed me, her hand resolutely still on my mound. I moved to push my hips up but she murmured to lie still and so, of course, I did. As her lips caressed mine without opening them or entering me with her tongue she traced around my upper thighs with a light fingernail. I could not prevent my legs opening. The plan was completed back at the Waters' house over a supper thatAlison grudgingly supplied, assisted by Helen and her daughters. Alisonwas still a bit stung by her children being allowed to participate inwhat she considered a dangerous operation. As various natives startedcoming in carrying bows and quivers full of arrows, her mood worsened.She had to feed all of them as well.As she ladled stew onto Tall John George's plate she looked him intothe eye. "You make sure that nothing will happen. As her hand moved over her slippery skin, it brushed a nipple and a jolt of pleasure shot through her, surprising her. Without thinking she cupped her breasts in her hands her thumbs began to toy with her stiffening nipples while pleasure surged through her. ‘My God!’ Lori thought, ‘Am I so hard up I need to play with myself so I can be satisfied?’ Her hands wouldn’t remain still. They began moving all over her body as she lay in the warm, sudsy water. She roused herself to a level of pleasure.