What could I do when to my horror I heard him breathing heavily, then placing his fingers on the small of my back that was uncovered because my shirt ...ad ridden up he prevented me from rising. He pressed his hand on me making me bend even lower — I knew he would be almost probably able to see my underwear, then he made me have a conversation with him, as though nothing was amiss! When he finely let me up I turned but he was standing very close to me, smirking, showing his teeth, I could hear. "Yes....I'm rested enough now," Jennifer promised, suddenly thrusting her hips hard against me. And I was supposed to be the sex expert here. After several seconds of intense fucking, Jennifer stopped and gave me a few seconds to recover before bucking wildly against me again.After she repeated the process a few more times, I felt myself nearing the brink. "Fuck, almost there again..." I lamented."Okay....how do you want to do it?" Jennifer offered. This was really the end, so I had to pick. And yes she is a lesbian, as is the artist; except for me, luckily, their eyes are only for the fairer sex." So they enjoy having sex with you?" asked Anita."Yes, they're both pretty loud about their enjoyment." They're not just faking?" asked Anita."Our group never fakes orgasm." And you have sex with both of them together?" asked Kristin."Many times. For Natty, the beautiful woman in the painting, at the beginning or our relationship it couldn't have happened without Candice being there.. “Benen wijd!” roept de ceremoniemeester en zowel jij als ik doen onze benen weer wat verder uit elkaar. Het publiek geniet. En de man duwt op je rug en weer volgt er een warm applaus. De keuring van het vlees is in volle gang. Jij moet blijven zitten en nu aait ook hij door mijn haren en langs mijn rug alsof ik een kater ben en ook ik zet me op handen en knieën naast je zoals jij naast me zit en dan opent hij zijn pantalon en met enkele rukken krijgt het formaat en hij zet het aan m’n lippen.