His hands push my legs apart and he eats my ass with his hot tongue. It is such a tease - hot and wet. He reaches his hand around to rub my clit. His ...saliva runs down to meet the fingers that have a steady rhythm. Now and again he thrusts two fingers into my pussy to finger fuck me. I am in ecstasy. I feel the orgasm building, and I begin to pant. I clutch the sheets as my body begins to strain. But wait. He has lubed my ass to the point where his cock can penetrate. He pulls my hips to the. I can’t go,” she stammered.Angelique smiled and left the room, clutching Cleo’s knickers firmly in her hand and leaving the pair of them together.“Don’t come out until you’ve done it,” she told her daughter sternly.Finally, a trickle appeared and then another, and another, until she finally started to let the golden fluids flow freely. She half squatted, and like her mother, closed her eyes and sighed as the full flow hit Pierre’s face and flowed down and over his body. She only looked down. A thrill shot through her. "Take that!" she thought. Never in her life had she felt so alive as when she walked out of the library into the bright sunlight.Pam - Day 2The "stacks" in the university library where all the books and periodicals were stored was either an architectural wonder or nightmare depending on your viewpoint. It was a mammoth maze of stairs, narrow aisles and corridors, shelves from floor to ceiling, nooks, and crannies created by what was, in effect, a gigantic metal. They spelled it so it couldn’t be moved or washed away in a freak storm.They used some of the trees they cleared to build a shelter that was three meters high and fifteen meters square, so it overlapped the front of the cube, so the prisoners had a rain-free area to use. They even cut and stacked the other trees they removed so they could use them for building with or firewood.They then checked the shield over the island and made sure the men couldn’t leave the twenty kilometres diameter.