" I know just what you mean," sighed Oluff. "Their breasts all perky and their bushes all fluffy! I tell you, I'm starting to feel funny just thinking...about it." Me, too!" admitted Ruff."Me, too!" added Gonad." Dang!" Oluff said looking down at the rising bulge in his loincloth, "that always happens when I think about girls." It happens me, too!" added Ruff seeing his own loincloth rise."I think it happens to every fellow," Gonad nodded as his loincloth suddenly began to look like a tent,. SLAP! His hand came down again.“You like that, you fucking whore?” he growled.“YES!” she screamed, pushing herself back against him, pumping her pussy along his cock, meeting his every thrust.He reached down and took a handful of her dark mane in his hand and pulled her head towards his, making her arch her back and thrust out her chest.“Are you my whore?” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear.“Yes! Yes!” she gasped, her excitement overwhelming her. “I’m your whore! I’m your dirty fucking. She now closes her legs again, her finger starts massaging her outer and inner lips – an orgasm now would be worth $25,000. No pressure! Her other hand caresses her breast, as she gets more and more into it. The broadcasts shows a split screen – her face on one side, eyes closed, getting closer to climax, her pussy on the other. Mr. Styles’ voice calls her back to reality: “I’m afraid we are out of time. John, please secure her legs!” John connects her leg cuffs with the ropes, which are pulled. I came out a few minutes later: I had gone upstairs to put on my trunks. The three in the pool tried to hide their disappointment but I noticed anyway. We frolicked together in the pool for another hour until Jill and Ted had to leave."So, will you be coming, Joe?" asked Jill.I said that I would be while I was tugging at my tee shirt on and Jill and Ted put their clothes back on. We drove over to Jill's in her car. We got out and I followed Jill and Ted inside. We were met at the door by Mrs..