I didn't know what was going on but when I opened my eyes, Mansi didi was on top of me with my shaft in her pussy and she jumped on it. And with each ...ump, her breasts bounce back. I pulled out my cell phone, opened the camera and started recording this beautiful sex scene in memory but my sister pulled the cell phone out of my hands instead of putting it down, she started recording herself riding me from the top corner, holding her cell phone with one hand and her breasts. on the other hand. . Lydia could not resist reaching out and squeezing the bulge in my jeans, and her knowing that my cock was encased in satin thong made her hotter that normal. I even unzipped at her request so she could rub the satiny bulge as it pushed its way through the zipper.We were in a booth in the back of the restaurant, and the long tablecloth hid our actions. On Tuesday we stopped by her friend Queenie's shop; she was glad to see us. While I admired all the sexy clothing, Lydia questioned her about. Once the doors closed, Beth started playing with the nails in my tits. She took the heads of the nails in her fingers and pulled on them. They started sliding out, but she would push them back in again and twist them. I was so fucking wet now. My cunt was dripping and the juice was running down my legs. Why do I like the pain so much?The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened up. Lucky for me no one was waiting to get on. I followed the two of them to my car. Of course they would use mine. Ireally shouldn't have bothered. I had to change anyway. Johnathyn wasthe one who has it rough. I grab the bag nearest me and toss itunderhand in his direction. It lands in the mud with a big splat abouttwo thirds of the way there. I forgot about the change in my strength."Sorry, Johnathyn. I haven't adapted yet."He steps back into the slop and retrieves that bag and another nearby."I understand, Alexia," he answers with an indulgent smile. "It took memany cycles to 'adapt' as you say when I.