"It depends. Some adjust within a few days, but I suspect Amanda will take slightly longer. None of the girls we've taken so far failed to respond eve...tually. You'll get your chance soon enough."Henry contented himself with rubbing Amanda's slit once more, concentrating on the tiny bud situated at its apex. She moaned as her excitement escalated but lacked the impetus to climax. Amanda's thighs were soon awash; the distinct smell permeated the tiny cabin. Her face and chest glowed with her. Her face turned red, not because of her son's bold actions, but because she was beginning to enjoy it. Her pussy was getting damp because of the sensation her son was providing her. She even enjoyed sucking this stranger’s cock now. At this moment she realized that she wasn't being forced on his cock anymore. She was gagging on his shaft of her own free will.Sarah closed her eyes in enjoyment as the man shot another load in her now wanting mouth. Mark couldn't believe his eyes. His wife was. Kara, ever a fighter, threw herself backwards, intending to knock her unknown assailant to the ground and startle her into loosening her grip on the hood that was beginning to choke her.The attacker sidestepped to the right, shifting her grip on the hood to grab a fistful of Kara’s long hair as well. This grip, with the attacker’s step to the side, twisted Kara’s head cruelly to the left, causing her to stagger and turn to relieve the pain in her scalp and neck. Overbalancing, Kara dropped to. Dear Journal.... Last Saturday night was fantastic! I am in charge of the kitchen where my group holds our Pleasure Parties. It is also part of my job to meet and greet newbies, and make them feel at home within our little lecherous family. So, fortified with kisses, hugs, and gropes, I was nicely hot and ready to rock. After I set up my kitchen (and got out of the way before the feeding frenzy started) I went and ate, then sat in the pool area listening to the wonderful music from our resident.