The woman nodded, and he was as advertised, sizeable and strong.Damn said the girl, I really need it. She hurried out the back door, flimsy top flowin... behind her, big breasts bobbling, pussy weeping, saw the boy with the mower and sat on the back steps, knees spread as an invitation and admired his bare and sweating torso as her outer labia fluttered. The kid looked strong, well-muscled, long-legged, hard-assed. She wondered how big his tool was, how long he could last. She shivered and. But I ignore it and focus on the eyes of this man before me. Now he pretends to take another sip of wine then tosses the remainder of the cup in my face. I close my eyes in time but cannot avoid smelling the heady sweet aroma as the liquid covers my face and runs in rivulets down between my breasts. I feel drops of it enter my wounds, adding further to my pain. As a priestess of Menkeret I am forbidden any contact with strong beverages but this latest insult to me now seems negligible. From the. I like you. I like you a lot.” I slipped my hand into the slash on her hip, and ran it down the crease to her thigh. “You want me to, don’t you?”“Yes” she whispered, barely audible“I want to meet your foursome.”“OK, if I can meet your fucktoy.”“You will, Lily, you will.”Slowly I edged towards her pussy, her lips were damp, I slipped one in, then two, three…. she took an intake of breath. “We’ve still another gown to go” I whisper, “you have to try it on, I have to dress you, you can put it on. Her mouth was open and she took in deep breaths, even as she changed colors from an ashen white to a deep crimson red. “Oh my gawd!” she cried out. I rhythmically worked myself back and forth. Within seconds, she was grabbing my shoulders and squeezing them, as the first orgasm ripped through her sexy body. She trembled and shook, repeated over and over, “Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah” I thrust lips on to hers, and our tongues danced crazily, darting in and out of each other’s mouth. I rolled on.