I was so engrossed in the scene that I did not even notice it. Also, her fondling was exciting me even more. By the time the scene ended, my breast wa... red because of the intensity of her fondling. We exchanged a very loving glance before we were again distracted by the TV sound. We continued with our play and turned our attention to the next scene. The scene began with that of a house in which to girls (we thought they were sisters) got up in the morning and then got into the love making. He gently pulls me forward, his legs spread, I occupy the space between, clad only in my panties, stockings and high heels. He runs his hand across my stomach, upwards, following a trail of freckles towards my breast. "So beautiful", he almost murmurs as his eyes take in the sight of me. I smile into his eyes. God, I want him so much. His hands reach up, gently cupping my breasts, his thumbs brushing the nipples, and they stiffen even more at his touch. The rose-like buds ache for his. As I came up to her I paused, unsnapped my cut-offs, and threw them over on the grass, settling down on the blanket next to her. ‘Hi,’ I said, ‘you look terrific in that suit.’ ‘Thanks, I like yours, too.’ She couldn’t miss the large lump of my semi-hard cock. We talked for a little while. I sat next to her as she laid on her stomach. I couldn’t tell if she was looking at my prick or not. I sure couldn’t take my eyes off her young, wide body. ‘Could you put some baby oil on my back?’ I heard. "Huh." He grunted "You're welcome to her, cock burner that one. Don't know why Rolof is still keeping her. Says he loves her. Stupid prick! You want a woman you can fuck and give you children. All she does is eat and moan. She's very pretty, but what use is that if all you can do is look? As I said you need a woman you can fuck, and one that can fuck well." Could you take us to her, perhaps we could trade for some furs, and maybe even for her?" asked Paul."Well I could," he replied "but I have.