As soon as I was up there in the bathroom I pulled out the black lace from my pocket and I smelled the fantastic aroma of young pussy, I licked them a...d I was in heaven until all of the white musk was gone. I turned on the shower to hide the sounds of my enjoying myself and put the knix on. the feeling of the lace on my hard again cock was mind blowing, especially since I knew where they came from and the owners intentions for them. I gripped my cock in them and there were no aires or graces as. I ask how men make the pictures, thinking it is not possible to make pictures of animals that do not live. She says that those pictures are drawings made by men who have found the bones of these creatures and have sought to ... her word is “reconstruct,” which I think means to build again ... the images of creatures long gone from the world.But are not all pictures drawings, I ask.No, she says, the pictures of other creatures in the book are another thing, she names it photograph. And she shows. Meanwhile, the girls were facing each other rubbing their pussies and their breathing becoming more ragged.“Fuck it! Can we do each other?” Katie asked.“Yeah. Please,” Lucy replied between gasps.The two moved closer together and reached across to finger each other’s cunts. The squishy noises were filling the room, masking those coming from my pussy. The sex smell wasn’t just mine anymore.I could see Lucy was getting closer. With her free hand, she grabbed Katie’s hand and pumped it fast in and. ”Iris laughed mirthlessly, “Like a bitch on heat Margo?”And placing a hand on my thigh added, “Margo, I will not even tell you some of the evil thoughts I’ve had when alone with a stallion that’s ready to fuck? But what’s a girl to do with her pent up urges?”Grinning mischievously together my hand went over hers and our eyes met with a special trust. Iris said softly, “Then to complicate matters more, we get the needs of a growing boy.”I held my breath as she paused to sip her brandy before.