She weighed less than nothing – touching her made me feel as if I was floating in the air. Her lithe, limber legs wrapped about my hips and hooked a...ainst the small of my back. Despite her frail stature, there was an iron strength in her, a strength that shocked me. It was the strength of ages – of magick and primordial time. It pressed the heat of her sex to my belly, and held my fast as her arms wrapped around my shoulders. Fingers worked into the long queue of hair I wore – and before I knew. The bed was shifted to the corner and the mattresses were laid on it one above the other. So we sat on top of the deck, side by side and started casual talks.We had our back rested on the wall. We were sitting, pressed against each other as there was not much space. She was wearing a pink loose trouser and a yellow t-shirt at that time.As I was very tired, I laid down next to her. Accidentally, for a second, my head rested on her thighs. I quickly moved and rested my head on the mattress but. And then Cait said “Touch yourself” and I said “What?” and she said “Touch yourself” again and there was something in her voice and she sounded so much like her mom so I did like she said and I put my hand between my thighs and on my pussy and I stroked it up and down just with my nails and Cait said “Do it” and I said “I am”. And then I said “What if she wakes up?” and Cait said “Then we'll see if I'm right about her” and then she said “What are you doing?” and I whispered lower when I told. She started to cry again, but the guys didn’t care about that, and as first guy moved off, he came in front of me and wiped his dirty cock on my face. I could smell the scent of his potent salty sperm and my wife’s moisture from his cock, but I couldn’t do anything about it. I was tied and gagged.“Your girl was tight, but not anymore white boy. She won’t feel your puny thumb any longer inside of her” The guy laughed at me and moved off. His friend had moved to lie over Karen while she was.