So,she said to Emily, "Of course, Dear, I understand," and kissed her goodbyeon both cheeks.But when she approached me, it was quite a different kiss....ust as she had done earlier in the week when I had first come over, Motherkissed my fully on the lips. And just as she had done before, she lingeredjust long enough for it to be inappropriate. It was almost as if a wolfwere marking her territory. "He is still mine," she seemed to be saying toEmily.But Mother underestimated Emily. It should. In one movement, I was completely nude in front of him. While the only article of clothing he had discarded was the suit jacket. I looked up and down the length of his body and moved slowly to begin unbuttoning the vest and then shirt that fit so perfectly against his muscular arms and stomach. As I began fumbling with buttons, he took over. It may have partially been impatience, but that didn’t bother me. He undid his belt and unzipped the charcoal grey pants and the fell to the floor. As. Zoot became belatedly aware that she too had been vocal in her passion, but as nothing to Lamentha, who gave so freely of her emotions.As the two girls caressed and their bodies slid so easily over each other, there were other noises to be heard. The cicadas in the trees. The rustle of the mild breeze through the trees. And also the grunting and groaning of other guests. Soon enough, Lamentha and she were sufficiently sated that they could lie back, their sweating damp bodies on each other,. This time she allows me to prolong the kiss, but when I try to use my tongue she retreats again. She straddles my waist as she slowly feels down my body to grab my already hard cock. She jerks it slowly as she starts to rub the head of my penis against her pussy lips. I groan and try to thrust up, to feel my cock inside of her. But the bonds restrain me, and she laughs again as I try. It isn’t a cruel, laugh. It was more a laugh of satisfaction. Some alien joy. She wasn’t laughing at me, or.