"You bastards better just let us go, we have friends who are coming to meetus any minute", my wife shrieked.I knew this was a lie, but hopefully these...strangers would thinkdifferently. Unfortunately that was a pipe dream on my part."So the little bitch thinks she is going to scare us huh". The leader of thegroup snorted."Honey in case you didn't notice there were a couple of gates you passed onthe way into our "private" campground. They were open when you two went through them, but now they. I was exasperated and intrigued by their sexual stamina."For goodness sakes girls. How do you manage it?" It's easy Miss Beverly," giggled Molly, as she tried to encourage my cock to a proper erection. "All the hard work is done by our micro-chips in our organs. We simply preset the timings to start us up again in the morning. It's great isn't it?"I was forced to agree that their microchip installations certainly had some merit. The patient finger work by Molly on my slowly hardening cock was a. Much of the soreness had left her muscles and her tits and cunt felt a thousand times better than they had.She felt refreshed and even felt as if she had enough energy to be enthusiastic about the ass fuck.She breathed evenly and slowly, stretching her legs out behind her so that her knees were straight.She could feet the tops of her feet against the bedspread down near the foot of Larry's bed, and her toes were clutching at the top balls of her feet. The little girl wanted to reach back and. “May I come in?”“Of course.” She opened the door wider and admitted the good-looking man. “Is anything wrong?”“No, nothing is wrong,” he said in a low voice.Peggy saw his piercing eyes. and she shivered slightly. It was not a shiver of fear, but of arousal. She had seen Paul often, yet she had never felt this way before. But then again, he had not exactly looked at her this way before.“Would you like some coffee?” she asked, feeling a deep burning in her cunt.“Thank you,” he replied and.