“What would you do for this?” he asked with a knowing smirk.“Anything. Anything at all,” she whimpered as she clutched at the metal belt, atte...pting to pry it from her quivering hips.“Would you let me fuck you, Alice?”“Yes,” she answered with a despairing moan.“In the mouth?”“Yes.”“Or the ass?”“Yes, even there. Please!”“I’m not sure you’re desperate enough yet.”“I am!” she cried out, her fingers clenching and unclenching as she felt herself reach the crest once again and linger there for an. "Unexpectedly, Manda takes my hand in hers."Here, feel for yourself," she says, her voice barely audible.She guides my fingers to her breast. I can make out her nipple, hard and swollen. Then she directs me lower. Across her stomach and into her panties. My fingertips are greeted by a thatch of silky pubic hair. I can visualize it perfectly, the exact shade of pale yellow. Even the beauty mark on her lower abs, just above the hair line.Impatiently, she forces my fingers lower. They glide. Cathy was so turned on. She knew he was interested but she didn’t want to be too aggressive. By now Scott knew he had lost any control of his cock. He was horny as hell. He kissed her back with his tongue parting her lips and dancing with her tongue. By now they were ready to just lose it right there in the lounge. Scott lived nearby so suggested they go to his place. They couldn’t get out of there fast enough. It was only a short walk to his condo. They went inside to the elevator. While on. " She glared around the room. "Now!"They all filed out, leaving Clayandra and Tristan alone. She stood and walked over to him, a broad smile on her face. She reminded Tristan of a cat stalking its prey. He took a small backward step as she moved close. "Well, come along then, we had better go and ensure that everything is being done to your satisfaction." She almost purred the words.Tristan smiled wryly, trying to shake off the impression he was the mouse. 'Umm ... OK, but I don't know my way.