And Lotta was in a fluffy dress thatshe made a twirl in. I went down on my knees, turned Jack to see thegirl.- What do you think, Jack. Isn't that a ...onderful dress?Jack felt the attention from the others a bit uncomfortable, but noddedto be polite. The girls joined my boys in their video games. Finley andLotta sort of found each other. And they played with the few dollsFinley had in his room (Gotta buy him some more.)After they left, I asked Finley what he thought of Lotta's dress. And. I was so overwhelmed with lust – I really wanted that cock in my ass.He moved up behind me and rubbed the tip of his cock on my asshole, getting some lube on the condom. Then he started to slip it into me. If you’ve been fucked in the ass, you’ll know what it feels like – a little sore at first as your asshole stretches to accommodate the head of the cock, and then amazing as your ass stops stretching and the rest of the cock slips in to you. He put his hands on my hips, and pulled me backwards. Both hands immediately went to her breasts and squeezed hard. His mouth instantly found one of the peaked nipples. His teeth bit the still tender nipple and Debbie cried out in pain. Moving his hand down he inserted his fingers into her cunt that was still wet from her earlier rape. Stroking in and out with one hand he used the other to grab her ponytail and pull her face to him. Debbie almost gagged from his foul breath. He kissed her and forced his tongue between her lips and ran it around. Both men had changed back into their T-shirts and shorts once they were back on the Bottoms Up. From the lobby, Jason followed Malcolm out onto the streets of Bridgetown, a small warren of upscale boutiques and downscale tourist traps. “Let’s go in here first and get you guys some shoes,” Malcolm told the teen, pointing at a store across the way.“Lead on, Doctor Jenson.”“Call me Malcolm, and call Caroline by her name, too. We run a pretty informal ship. No need for anything too fancy, although.