Karen was at it again. The teenager's hand was creeping inside the crotch of her panties. What the heck thought Lucy. Let her do her thing. It actuall... felt pretty good and if the older woman could ignore the source of this pleasurable experience she might as well enjoy it. Lucy was pretending to still be asleep but she moaned and squirmed involuntarily and then Karen knew she was awake."I didn't realize you were enjoying yourself," said Karen pulling her fingers out of the woman's pussy.. She sensed her whole being quiver at the lewd forbiddenness of their performance. She'd given herself to perverted gratification before with Launcelot, Armand and others, but nothing in her makeup had ever accepted Saphism, yet at that moment her whole body was alive with a growing lust, and she couldn't, had she wanted to, resist the voluptuous girl's advances.The alien fingers crept over her like spiders as they gently rolled her onto her back, her head against the pillow. She nervously. Tourism was its future, and in addition and almost unexpectedly, a community of artists had grown up, scattering art galleries across the city. As I drove into The Hill at that time, I cared nothing for its past, present or future. I intended to spend one night in the place, add any supplies I needed, and move on, dragging my misery with me like a starved horse trying to pull a heavy cart. I booked a room in a motel and actually managed to eat a meal at a nearby pub. After drinking too many. When he stood up she was disappointed at first. He pulled her off the counter and turned her around, pushing her to lean on the counter. Sara could feel him at her back and then felt his cock rubbing up and down her opening. She was very wet, and very tight from the orgasm. She felt him push himself in. Sara called out again as he entered her. No one had ever filled her up as much as he did. She felt so full and he was so big it was on the verge of being painful. He pushed himself all the way.