She bit down to stifle her sounds as she gripped the edge of the table, the man driving into her. While uncomfortable at first her needy body quickly ...dapted and she could feel a tightness building in her pelvis that heralded building arousal and release. She whimpered as she realised that she was about to come from anal – and while the thought was thrilling the idea that her body could derive actual physical bliss from something that she always saw as exclusively for the pleasure of a male. But as they moved from one village to the next, such a relatively modest ambition seemed increasingly out of reach. The villagers had little to spare to feed a pair of alien women who couldn't even speak their language. Furthermore, since no tribe they encountered had skin as dark as Demure's, her complexion was usually enough for villagers to be superstitiously wary of both women. And this was despite Demure's willingness to trade her physical beauty to whatever demands the men (or sometimes. I had gotten lost in the heat of it all. The sensations, the textures, the raw sexual energy all entwined into a tapestry of lust that I couldn't deny. I opened my mouth wider as he crept ever deeper. My head was against the back of the sofa, so I had to accept the entire length of his dick until his shaven balls eventually pressed against my chin. I came to terms with having my seal of masculinity being broken and decided to mimic what was being done to me. I began swirling my tongue around. I told her at break that Roebuck was a bully. Connie was angry, apparently Rich was a ‘dreamboat’ and I was ‘jealous’. They became an item and I was out in the cold. They were the first in our set to marry and first to divorce, just after the third time Connie was hospitalised. By then I was happily married to Mary, who I met at college miles away. I couldn’t study alongside the Roebucks. I qualified as a master moulding plasterer and returned to start my thriving business. Roebuck got eighteen.