Now it was Willow's turn to groan as I fucked her, and not wanting to let Katie feel like she was missing out, I quickly slipped a couple of fingers i...to her little crack, and she began moaning again as well.For the next few minutes, I happily switched back and forth fucking one teen girls pussy and then the other, eagerly trying to satisfy each of them, and enjoying the feeling of two hot girls wet pussy's being engulfed around my cock repeatedly, before the inevitable would happen.But finally. Who really can tell the wholetruth? Like I said, I wish this were even closer to an objective recountingof events than it is, but the embellishments, I hope, are what makes it interesting;and all of it is completely true to my fantasy life, that rich, dark placein my mind where I can be stripped and whipped, or can tie and torment another,out of love and friendship and without doing irreparable damage. I hope this story makes the reader very aroused and very eager for more.As much as possible I. From under the heap of corpses, left rotting in the setting sun, the tip of a ruby twinkled in her eyes. Picking at it carefully, she found that it was affixed to the hilt of a sword, raising it thus from the gore and viscera of the fallen. The hilt was made of solid obsidian, within which swirled specs of purple, gold and white. An inscription lay upon the long, silver blade The Ultiplex of the Evangelistan, and perceiving it now with sudden reverence, Aeva placed it on the ground and bowed. His head jerked back, and now he grunted. “Uuuhhhhh yyeeeaaaahhhh.” He slowed as he shot into me and started rocking against me. I held his ass as he finished in me.“Oh baby, that was fantastic,” I told him, stroking his broad shoulders as he rested on top of me. He kissed the side of my face with moist pecks, and I moved my lips to his. I kissed him and he was no longer Brad, my son as a kid, but Brad an adult and a man. Okay and my son. I sensed he felt differently now, too. “That’s wild that.