"And if I feel like getting off, I'm not going to hide in my bed!" Oh! Linnea!" Mom gasped brokenly. Her wide eyes followed every slightest movement o... my hand. "You'll always be my little girl, Sweetie. It's just..." Her body tensed and relaxed again, and then she licked her lips. "You're so forward!"I smirked, thinking of Jenny. My pulse quickened, and I twisted a ring, applying delicious pressure to my throbbing clit. "We're all sluts inside, Mom. Masturbation's the least of it! I heard. They bounced beneath my loose shirt, smacking into my chest and each other. Aoifa panted beside me, her freckled face flushed and matted with exertion.Men screamed behind us. That scary demon pursued us, killing everyone that came across our path. The city of Portland was alive with bandits and wild men. They seemed to pour out of every street and alley, growing thicker as we neared the bridge. They each wore filthy rags, and it was often hard to tell the men from the women.Sister Stella. Free of the encumbrance of his clothing, Mark’s cock sprang to attention, ready and eager to play. I licked my lips at the promise that wonderful, rock hard love-pole held. I slowly ran my hand up his calves. I could feel his skin on my palm. Just as my skin touched his, Mark jumped a little. I smiled once again and resumed running my hands up the outside of his thighs, brushing across his throbbing cock, and back down the inside. I ran my fingernails down the inside of his leg, as he moaned. He leaned in and kissed her lips and for a brief moment she let his unfamiliar tongue dance along her own, stunned by the development and caught briefly without a plan to do otherwise.The moment quickly passed, though as she tasted the stupid mint breath spray that he no doubt used before every session with single mothers, soccer moms, and the occasional hottie fighting gravity like herself. With an exaggerated push, she threw him off, cursing him and loudly reminding the trainer that she had a.