"Jon followed my eyes to the bed.The white sheets had become tangled as she had stirred. They had fallen just enough to reveal the tops of Maria's bre...sts. Pale, curved skin peeked deliciously out from under the coverings. Maria had thrown one slim arm above her head, which rested on her brow.Jon spoke while I took in the sumptuous lines of her figure."We had an extraordinarily trying journey, my Prince," Jon said as he averted his eyes from the sleeping Half-Angel. "We were attacked twice.. He sucked my breast when we first made love and when my nipples were just tinny flesh on my two breasts which he obviously loved to suck and tease.We made love everywhere, in his bed room, my bed room when there was nobody at home, we had sex in the car and we even had several outdoor sex too when we were young. Whenever we have the house just the two of us, my husband would introduce me to new sex technique.He was more adventurous than me, he first licked my clitoris and eats my pussy and. Her pussy betrayed her by coating the black plastic with a glistening sheen of juice.The three men climbed on the table and started alternately ramming their cocks into Amber's mouth, whilst jerking off hard. They managed to synchronise their cums so three gigantic loads splattered her face almost simultaneously, covering her face and dripping down all over her dress. Amber's writhings to get away ironically only multiplied the stimulations pulsing through her own and Riley's pussies. Each man. * He was stunned. *Just like you shagged Leanne Nesbit last year and fuck-knows who else since then.* I was determined not to cry in front of him. *What are you saying?* *Were finished Gavin. Its over.* The tears already rolling in hot streams down my cheeks. *** (ANGRY WOMEN) INTERIOR. RACHELS FLAT. BEDROOM. EVENING. 1996. RACHEL BABYLON lies across her bed carefully cutting a photograph of feminist pornstar turned performance artist Annie Sprinkle from a book about Angry Women. In this.