Though the lake was idyllic, not a soul had ever intruded upon their solitude, for the lake was whispered by the elders to be a dangerous place, dark ...nd mysterious. There, the villagers trod but rarely, never staying to tarry beside the calm waters but passing it as quickly as they might. Many had been the stories Gwen's grandfather had wove about the Lake of Dreams, stories which she had dismissed (as she had most of the tales she loved) as the fantastic imaginings of an old man's mind,. I moved over to Ashley, who was also watching with fascination. I squirted some of the body wash into my hands and started to soap up her whole body. After a quick rubdown of her lush ass I turned her towards me and started to soap up her front-side. Ashley was barely even watching what I was doing, allowing me free and total access to her nude body as she stared at the other two girls with rapt attention. I caressed and soaped her firm tits, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples. Calix turned the key and threw open the cage, letting the savage beast within him loose.In the back of his mind, Calix realized this was the distraction he needed. The encounter with Bristol had been unsatisfying. He’d been painted into a mediating role he wasn’t certain suited him. Then, when he’d heard the gunshot and known he hadn’t made the difference he’d hoped for, that Bristol had taken his own life, it had rankled Calix, setting him on edge. He felt like he had failed – and he hated the. “Suck my cock you dirty whore! Wrap that slutty mouth around my cock and suck me you filthy bitch.” I wrapped my mouth around his cock and took him down my throat. I was slurping and gagging on his thick prick. His cock felt so good in my mouth. “Fuck me, Laura. Ride my fucking cock, you slutty school girl fuck.” I took his cock out of my mouth and I straddled him and guided his large cock into my wet pussy. I moved my body up and down his cock. Mark sat up and rubbed and massaged my.