“Would you?”I smiled wryly, “Would I what Linea?”“Would you fuck…” she paused and looked at Markus. Her gaze led me to him, his eyes he...vy, mouth pouting. Her hand held him, quickly erect; she stared down to it, smiled into his eyes, and licked her top lip. It made him gasp long and airily. I made out its outline, her stimulation of her lover provoked me, each rising thump of my heart pumped blood into my burgeoning erection.Our eyes met, her gaze steeped with arousal, “Would you fuck both. The air was forced from her lungs with a little squeak when the swollen knob at her opening tore its way past her fragile barrier and came to rest inside.The tight ring of muscle clamped down on the flange behind the swollen head of her invader making it almost impossible to withdraw, not that either of them wanted it withdrawn.Roni was suddenly dry, but little involuntary twitches from each of them as they tried to lie still for a moment milked a bit of lubricant from the hidden glands. Every. It’s been crazy around here with you gone.”Nothing Harold could have said would make Tommy any happier than that one little statement. Tommy thrived on being needed and productive.Tommy stayed a few minutes late that first night, inventorying his warehouse and preparing an order for Harold to place, then he hustled home. He was anxious to see Ruth, because he and Connie had arrived home too late for them to really spend any time together.He walked into the front door of his house to the. She had long black hair and piercing blue eyes. When I got to her boobs I noticed that they were not covered with seashells but were just out in the open. They weren't huge boobs but not small either. I'd wager to guess that if she was to find an under the sea Victoria's Secret she would buy a size 36C. And if her boobs were any bigger I imagined it would be hard for her to swim. She would probably sink down to the bottom of the ocean and drown.Wait, no, she couldn't drown because mermaids.