I cupped her ass, reveling in its tightness. Her smooth, chilled skin combined with the swampy furnace of her pussy, had me seeing stars. Then nothin... was left as the room filled with the sounds of wet flesh slapping together as Samantha fucked me like a Tasmanian Devil, vaulting up and down the full length of my shaft, grunting and shaking her flame colored hair. If not for the copious amount of honey leaking out of her, I may have worried about friction burn. She stared down at me, gray. I'm still not sure to this day, but Jack made some kind of excuse not to go with ****. **** grabbed his keys. "I'll be back in about 25 minutes Jack." **** left. I was now asleep in my warm comfy bed. I was lying on my back. Out of nowhere. I slightly woke, My pussy was being licked. I spread my legs open, and let Jack was have his way with my pussy. The room was pitch black, my eyes were shut, and I was still half asleep. Jack was digging his face, and fingers into my wet hot cunt. I was. ’ I looked at Arabella trying to make sense of this. ‘This can’t be right. That’s what others do with captive women.’ She smiled sympathetically. ‘If only the English were all like you. If only. Now go pick one.’ ‘I can’t do that. That is against every code of honour I know. Besides, I have already committed adultery once and I do not intend to repeat it. ‘Look at it this way, if you do not pick a woman, someone else will pick her. What do you think will happen to her then?’ I hated to admit. "I love it!"Her laugh was a rich, throaty exultation. "So do I! Umm, yes Franny! Eat my beaver, you carpet munchin' dyke!"Watching Happy's tits jiggle as she writhed on Franny's eager mouth sent my balls boiling over, spitting out a few huge blasts of cum right into Franny's cunt. My pecker was still hard, still in need of satisfaction, so I just pulled out of her cunt and started buggering her. She gasped, lifting her face up to protest, only to have Happy yank her hair, pulling her mouth back.