We developed a rhythm together, his mid-section swinging back and forth, his cock swinging in and out of my mouth, going in a few inches, then back ou..., and again, over and over, me giving him head as best I knew how. I was thinking it must be a let-down to him after Ronni, but he seemed to be very into it.Inadvertently, my middle finger slipped into his asshole, and with the cadence of our movements, with each thrust, it slipped a little further in. Then the thrusts became harder, and my. The cramping stopped. Her teeth chattered in the cold, and her arms felt as if they might come off, but the worst, she supposed, was over.Not quite. A female guard, older, perhaps with more authority, said, "She looks too comfortable.What shall we play with next, tits or ass? Tits first, I think. The principle is constant discomfort.Don't let them sleep. Don't let them relax. Stress kills, and we don't have any need to keep these terrorists alive." She took a thing that looked, at first, like a. For some reason, them being in their underwear as oppose to their bikinis made this all so much hotter, even thought both of them covers the same area. My reasoning was that bikinis are meant to be seen, while underwear are a lot more intimate.I handed Megan the suntan lotion and she climbed on top of Lexa. Lexa yelp with the cold lotion hit her back. Megan started to massage the lotion into Lexa back, and a soft moan escaped Lexa's lips. Megan spread the lotion down Lexa's arms and then back. Paul really hadn’t committed to either Emma or Stacy but he knew nothing good could come from continuing his relationship with Monica and he hoped she would also come to that same realization at some point.Emma seemed to make it a point to bring something over for Paul to eat at least once a week. He would take her out to dinner about every two weeks. When they came back to her condo and they were in bed, she also gave him something else to eat which he did and enjoyed doing it. Emma enjoyed.