Oh! How excited I was, nipples already at their peaks, tweaking them sent shivers down to my clit. I continued to soap my body continuing to finge... myself and then ran a soapy hand in my crack until I was at my asshole. As I gentle rubbed the outside, playfully inserting the tip of my finger into my asshole sent even more pleasure to my clit and nipples. Wait what am I doing; I want to do this to Abigail and vice versa. So I dry off and got dressed, excluding a few items. . Time after time, she continued to react as her body adjusted. Last night had been a night to remember, but not for the amount of sleep either of them had gotten and today had been trying for both of them. Sara was once again relaxed on top of him. In moments his heavy breathing combined with hers and told the end of this chapter of the story. They were both asleep. It was late in the afternoon when Clem awoke to the sound of the shower running in the bathroom. He was alone on the bed, on his. Icertainly did hope she was right about her time of themonth because if she was wrong there were billions oflittle guys swimming inside her now. I imaged hisfertile black sperm triumphantly moving up her tubesseeking to make my cuckoldry complete. They rested in each other’s arms; each breathing hardas they slowly recovered their energy. Lee finallyrolled off and sat on the edge of the bed. Carol’sheels were nestled up next to her ass and her thighslay open. It was quite a sight.. “Clara,” he said, “don’t make me—”Clara opened her mouth, and roared.Sound slammed into him, deafened him, and he raised his sword to prepare for her pounce. Rather, he tried to raise his sword. He looked down at his arm as it hung limp, and squeezed the sword as hard as he could, but his fingers barely responded. He tried to lift his arm again, but his body had grown weak, too weak to lift its weight.Clara’s walk turned into a charge, and he stared at her as she sank her feet’s claws into the.