She put three fingers in her pussy and started frigging. With her other hand, she was pinching and twirling one of her huge nipples."Carmella? What if...we did like those girls are doing in these pictures? I could finger-fuck you while you did me? How about it?"Next thing you know, we was masturbating each other's pussy. It felt just fine. Then we was sucking on each other's tits. That felt even better and we were creaming all over our fingers. Carmella agreed with me that this was really wrong. The barn, as well, was built like a fortress; its rustic red wood exterior masked its steel frame, poured concrete walls, and concrete foundation.Nancy sat on the ground against the barn and sighed, worried that she might not get an opportunity to escape anytime soon."Now don't go getting' yourself all bothered, there girl," some old guy said as he walked up to her.If not for the gag, Nancy would have said, "And who the fuck are you, geezer?" You want to know who I am, don'tcha? Ah'm Floyd. Ah. He lifted my hip little up and started licking my pussy. He sucked my pussy and put his tongue inside my pussy and licked. His tongue touched my clitoris and played inside me. I was really enjoying the pleasure. He raised me little high and asked me to put down my legs. I slowly came down rubbing his body. He hugged me tightly and kissed me on my boobs. He sucked my left boob and massaged my right boob. He bit my nipple and made circles with his tongue on my nipple. Now i also hugged him. His breathing was slow and deep, and his eyes were fixed to the long metal pole built into the room, the room was still as warm as it had been earlier that morning, his eyes working the lifeless, metaphorical shaft from top to bottom as he remembered their romp that morning. He twitched an eye – his memories were starting to mix together. There, before him, knelt Michaela before a vision of his naked self, it’s head tilted back and the lady beneath him sucking up and down his length, beside.