Karen and Sam both laugh at me. I ask,so what did you ladies need from me this evening. Karen answers.... Well Sam seen our pics and wants to know if ...ou would like to fuck her too. I look over again at Sam and those long ass legs as she was bent over trying on another pair of heels. Karen motions for me to go on than. I get up off the bed and move towards Sam. Karen gets off the bed lights some candles,turns on some music and sits in the chair next to bed. I walk up behind Sam and start. All he could see was moonlight spilling around her form. She closed her eyes against that blue light, soaking and bathing in it like an ice queen, feeling his hot shaft enveloped in her tunnel. She used her muscles to squeeze him as a sister had once whispered to her to do in a moment of naughty intimacy. She had practiced with a finger inside herself so that she would know how to do it when she had him inside her. And now she squeezed him as hard as she could. She felt him reach his hand. It had been years, but the handwriting leapt out at him like a coiled viper, striking him in the heart. What had it been, 2 years since the last time he saw her, since he stood at her back door and watched it closed in front of him? And why now? Why now? Yet…Her words were soft and smooth in his mind, the sound of her voice still sounded the same after the long absence. And why not? Behind and under everything else, she was there. She was always there. Even in the arms of another he could not. She moved the soap down her tummy, slid a finger around her naval. Meg moaned, and grabbed Alana’s hand and guided it down to her pussy. She moved the soap around her mound, switched the soap to her other hand and massaged the soap in and out of Meg’s pussy, brushing ever so slightly across her clit. “Ohhhh Alana, that feels sooo good baby.” Alana inserted first one, then another finger into her slit, frigging Meg’s pussy. She moved her thumb into a position where she could swirl it around the.