Also my legs are lifted up and I feel someone playing withy my butt. it feels really good and I mean really good. He must be using fingers on me bec...use he is pushing something in and out. Through the fog I hear "He is really tight but I have 2 fingers in. He pulls out and I wimper a little around the cock because he felt so good. I feelhim back playing again but now its is rougher and stings some. And I feel even more stuffed. He had pushed a tina shardin my butt and then had worked 3. " "Nissa." I said. "I just arrived this afternoon," I don't know why I wanted to impress her but I added, "from London." "Cool," she stated, "I did my high school in L.A." "California." she added to my quizzical look. She had pronounced it lay. "Been here six months now. Not much to do evenings here, except that." waving a hand at the trio. The one in the middle was thrashing her head up and down, her moans getting louder, her nipples getting pinched and twisted by the one in back. Jo-Ann was. The roast duckling with orange sauce had been succulent and juicy with the white tender meat breaking away from the bone easily from the slightest pressure of his fork. Previously, he had taken a long hot shower and tried to sort out his now confused thoughts about Lisa and her inevitable destiny. Still, he was not entirely sure about what he was going to do with her if she lasted through the experiments he definitely intended to perform on her. By the time he had finished his coffee, he had. This weekend we are indulging in voyeurism.We live in an exclusive, private residential tower on the twentieth floor. I am just getting home at six in the evening. My wife Julie calls out, "Hurry up Jake, the show is just beginning."Walking toward the master bedroom, There was only one light on, giving the room a soft glow. Julie had the curtains wide open on the floor to ceiling windows. She was sitting naked on the cushioned bench and was looking through her telescope at the condo building.