Jeff took his sweet time with Katrina’s pussy and bottom as he teased, played and loved her. “Oh Jeff, you are playing me like a violin!” “I...love how much you are enjoying this,” he replied. Jeff intensified his assault on Katrina’s bottom as he pumped a little faster and twirled a little wider, opening her slowly and gently, preparing her for his cock. He began suckling her clitoris like a nipple and Katrina jolted as though lightning struck. “Oh Jeff, if you want me to cum now keep doing. When the number started to dwindle I went to one of the three piles of rope placed around the walls. These had grappling hooks attached at one end the way Tonna and Fillo had used to take out the portal.I told the family what I intended and they fired faster while I found a rope with the aid of their muzzle flashes. The hook was not heavy and it went around my head three times then I threw it. It flew three metres behind the portal and hit one of the approaching stigga.I pulled the rope but not. They would cook dinner together, watch movies, go shopping, do everything together. Do all those things that best friends do. Till the night they both got drunk at a party and one thing lead to another. They woke the next morning in each others arms. Ritty shivered at the memory of their hot passionate sex they made again that morning. From then on they didnt deny themselves the pleasure of one anothers bodies. Only feed it like oxygen to flame. It had been different at work, she couldnt deny. He was above her, driving his cock into her. There was a line of men behind him, waiting their turn, but each of them was him. As he came each time he would move away only to be replaced by another version of himself, his mother welcoming him each time.He looked at the clock, it showed three a.m. As he moved he felt something wet next to his body. Switching on the light and lifting the quilt he saw a large wet patch on the sheet beside him. The cause was obvious, not all of it had soaked.