You were in a sexual situation with Linda. Think back, all the times when you would reach for each other’s hands. Both times you more or less initia...ed it, and you were, ahhh, intimate with Keith.”“Yea, if you mean we were fucking and working towards an orgasm, yea.” She then giggled softly.“No, not quite true. That time in the hotel you kissed the back of each other’s hands, none of us were fucking. But yes, we were trying to give both of you orgasms. It was very intimate, but that was about. "Do you wanna have sex again?" I asked."Yes, but don't worry about it, we're married now. We can have sex whenever we want now we got the rest of our lives to do it," John replied."Can you live with just a blow job for tonight?" I asked."Sure sweetheart, whatever you are comfortable with," John replied.So I took the blanket off us and I leaned down towards his cock. It was hard, but not really hard though. Maybe I had taken him out of the mood at least a little, but he still settled for a blow. . now ... on this beach ... with these two young girls, not under the influence of the Org-X drug ... the line between reality and fantasy seemed blurred.As the pain subsided my mind returned to Abbey and JJ. My conscience may have been trying to convince me otherwise, but in the end my dick won the battle. Abbey had managed to help JJ upright. With bound ankles, she hopped a few futile feet. Then both girls noticed I was steadying myself to stand. Abbey whispered something into JJ's ear,. .. I can't... focus... but my hand is pumpinghard, rubbing my lips and pushing into myself until I can't...There's a roaring in my ears and I can hear myself screaming in thisunnatural voice - shrill and deep and almost a howl of a kind but stillvery human. I can feel the liquid coming out of my pussy, covering mylegs and ass and hand and I'm still rubbing until it's suddenly toosensitive. I want more but I can't handle the thought of touching myselfany more. The smell - it reminds me of my.