’ ‘Well I must admit you look right sexy now honey.’ She started to take her mini-skirt off. She stood up and let it fall to the floor, stepping... out of it she kicked off her heels. ‘Can we make up for it now?’ I was eyeing up her legs and was feeling very horny. ‘Its 3 am. I feel tired, you should have taken your chance earlier. I am off to bed.’ Sophie began to peel off her stockings. ‘Oh come on Sophie. It was damned hot in that rabbit costume. And I couldn’t dance in it anyway.’I watched her. I hugged her human torso, her naked breasts pressing into my muscular chest. She wasn’t as warm as my women. Her body cooler. Not cold, she still had heat in her, but just not as much.She gasped as my cock penetrated to the hilt in her cunt. She quivered there as I stared into her eyes. I twisted her pleasures even more, letting her feel the best dick she’s ever had in her cunt. She groaned as she realized just what she was enjoying.“Yes,” she groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s it. That’s what I. Knowing my ass was sticking up in the air and with my legs apart. I knew my pussy was very available to Dave. I had though his tongue would have invaded me but I felt something different and knew he was rubbing his penis up and down the exterior of my pussy with the amount of stimulation I was feeling. I was right and his penis fell into home base within seconds. I knew my legs were going to get weaker by the minute. "Dave, quicker, harder.” At the same time sucked hubby even quicker. Talk. Not much effort at all. × · × · × · × "Hey, Lessa," Nicholas said, kissing my cheek as I leaned into do the same. He'd arrived in thirty minutes, smelling like Irish Spring and fresh deodorant. Despite the cold, he wore a short-sleeved shirt, black, with a silkscreen of Kurt Cobain smoking a cigarette printed on the front. He wore some old gray sweat pants, and well-used running shoes. He didn't look like he was wearing socks..