I took her into my tentacles, inserting my phalluses into her holes in an act of mercy rather than arousal. She clutched against my mantles, the posit...on the only thing that reminded me at all of Rachel. There was more than their appearance differentiating the women. Rachel interacted with me, her thoughts a rich tapestry of imagination. More than that, my constant companion interjected such ideas into me, adding to my development through our mutual expression.I could whip or strike her with a. She just stood there in front of me and opened her coat. She was wearing her netball kit; trainers on her feet with short white socks, dark blue netball skirt and light blue polo shirt. “I’ve just finished practice”, she whispered “I’m as horny as fuck and I’ve had my fingers in my pussy the whole way home on the coach, here, have a smell”. She shoved her right hand under my nose and I could clearly make out the gorgeous aroma of her cunt. “Do you like that perv’?” she whisprered, to which I. “I assume you found them in one of the Goddess’ temples?” Jacob asked, keeping his mouth as relaxed and straight as he could manage.Michael nodded; “They came back yesterday. Seems they felt they weren’t needed in whatever search and rescue or rebuilding operation was going on.”“Which means they thought their prospects for getting laid were pretty slim, huh?” Jacob laughed, unable to keep a straight face any longer in the presence of these two lovable, highly oversexed, incredibly stacked. I prodded around, trying to find his hole amongst the numerous strands of hair, and once found, I shoved my finger up his tight hole, feeling my best friend go rigid. He took a deep breath and looked down at me – speechless. I responded by pulling my finger almost the whole way out, before sticking it all the way back into Joe’s virgin hole. I began finger fucking him and he responded by face fucking me, forcing his full 6” as far down my throat as it would go. I was gagging lots but at the.