And Tchaikovsky. Mustn't forget Tchaikovsky. If I ever get out of here again, which I heavily doubt at the moment, I'll have a serious aversion to his...music.By lunchtime my plaything was hanging limp from her wrist cuffs, hips no longer rising, just rocking slowly back and forth, fully impaled upon the cone, spread wide and stretched, the rocking now almost a reflex, trying to shift the pressure from public bone to ass and back. Her ankles had long since tired, calves shivering with tension,. "I guess I'll stick with what I'm wearing, if I have to choose between a little skimpy and butt ugly, I'll stick with what I've got."I could see the sense in what she was saying, after all, the shirt wasn't a whole lot shorter than the skirt she had been wearing all day.We both curled up on opposite ends of the couch, switching through the cable offerings on the TV. We watched the local news and a family movie on HBO.It was still pretty early in the evening when Gretta started channel surfing. I am going to enjoy breaking youdown, but first I need a quick release." Bending forward, Kavlas ran histongue over the girls breast. "I think I?ll start by giving thesefantastic tits a good fucking."Moving behind her Kavlas quickly shed his clothes, then stepped in close toher, pressing his erect cock against her arse. His hands wrapped around toreach between her legs, pulling her arse harder against his cock, and he rubbedher clitoris with his fingers. He felt her whole body shudder as he. They must have put me to bed.I then realized that I am between the two girls. Score! Like I said, they're so similar, I'm note sure who is who. I think the girl to my left its my girlfriend because of her perfume. I reach over and she has nothing but her panties and a t-shirt on. I reach over and feel around the other girl and same deal, t-shirt and panties. I start to get a little excited at the situation and with both hands, start rubbing their asses. I was rock hard in no time. I.