"Geeze time flies when you are having fun, I said as I looked at the giant Wonder Bread advertising clock over my work bench / dining table. The tiny ...ining area sat on the second floor of my downtown house. Eve and I had left early in the morning and now it's 6PM. So damn much had happened and it wasn't even dark yet.I went to the old safe, which had been salvaged from a local hardware store. Since lots of the downtown buildings were being scraped, or being re-purposed like mine had been, I. They wind around your thighs, slowly caressing your ever more sensative skin. You realise, when there is only an inch left of your inside thigh, that these forces have opened your legs enough that there is a distinct gap between them, enough for your favourite toys to slide in (if you were not fully dressed.)The forces slide onwards up your legs, until one slides around your leg and carresses you through the thin fabric of your thong. I slides along the seam until it reaches level with your. They rested on her clit. Desperately he wanted to pump his shaft. Two quick strokes, he thought, and he’d be done. Instead his free hand grabbed hold of her plump, white, wet ass. His fingers moved, slippery, her natural lubricants mixing with the soapy water. “You dirty, dirty whore. You love having your clit played with. Love to imagine a cock is slamming in and out of you.” Her eyes rolled back. “mmmmmyes I do. God yes I do. I’m a filthy whore, oooooh harder!” she whimpered. He pressed down. " She murmured almost as an echo as her body began to match his rhythm."Well maybe I should check it out." Paul sounded concerned. He continued to fuck her with his fingers as he bent down to his knees. His face peered close to her pumping hips. "Oh, I see what the problem is. There's this finger inside your cunt!" No, Paul, please. I can't stand it."Paul stopped and showed her the finger. "Hmm, what's all this sticky stuff?"Alice's hips kept sliding up and down. Her thighs rubbed together,.