She slipped easily into my arms and with a contented sigh, rested her head on my chest. Was it my imagination or was her heart beating rapidly? harder... ‘Well, that went well,’ she whispered. I folded my hand around hers. I could swear I felt her smiling against my chest. At least one of us was amused. I wondered what the penalty for voluntary manslaughter was. It took me a moment to collect myself. ‘I don’t care if it did or not. He looked as if he was enjoying himself way too much.’ She raised. Even my Sweet Sin, as I called Cynthia, who is the love of my life, wasn't quite as sexy as Mark."You want to please me, don't you?" Mark had asked, "Nothing would make you happier than to please me."And he was right. For the next hour or so, Mark fucked me, fucked Cynthia, and Mary, the other girl that worked at the Starbucks. And in the midst of this orgy, as I was fucking Cynthia, Mark helped me to realized just how much I loved Cynthia. And my Sweet Sin realized how much she loved me. I. He rolled away from me and scrambled to his feet, his breath coming raggadgly. He stumbled off toward the nearby tree line.The rabbit was kicking at the hand I had gripped around her ankle. Her tits were nice, medium sized and firm, her big nipples hard and erect. She was pretty as a rabbit and I am sure beautiful as a woman, the kind of girl who would have never given me the time of day in the real world. Her furry pussy was right in front of me and cock swelled to full erection. She tried complaining and looked up at the masters and mistresses with desperate, pleading eyes when the teen relentlessly jammed yet another inch of Herbie inside of her already stretched to the max pussy, but all she saw in their faces were looks of amusement.Becka laughed into Brianna’s tormented face. “That’s only six inches bitch.” She nodded at Sue who obediently reared back and then fell forward, forcing another two inches into Brianna’s pussy, unearthing an ungodly, wild scream from.