The demon was more vocal, hissing obscene suggestions that Fiachna understood far too well. Thrusting deeply, he hid his face in her hair and moaned,...the tightness gathering his entire body in a coil that felt like dying. Holding her, praying for death if that was the only release, he buried himself inside his wife. The spasms were sharp, barbed ends of the coil whipping him as it sprang open, jerking him, punishing him for a lust he was helpless to abate. And she held him, cushioned the. You are in there for a few minutes with the door closed, and when you walk out, my jaw nearly hits the floor. You are absolutely gorgeous! You are wearing a little bikini that I haven’t seen before. It fits you perfectly, from the perfect little amount of coverage on the top, to the perfectly tied sides of the bikini bottom. I want to jump on top of you right there, but you tell me that there will be time for that later. Now is time to hit the beach for a few hours before dinner. As we go down,. I usually pretend to do a load of laundry and sit there and watch the girl load the washer. As soon as she leaves, I open up the machine (hopefully before they get wet) and grab the first pair I can find. I usually return to my room, and jack off sucking the crotch of all her juices... then cum on the crotch. Sometimes I'll return them right back into the machine... this gets tricky, but it adds to the fun. Good luck... always bring a laundry bag in with you just in case.After a good runMy. I smiled and gave them a quick flash of my boobs when Greg was not looking.I was bored with sports but had some wine with them while they watched. Finally I said, “Greg, get the steaks going, we are all hungry.” He jumped up, got the platter of meat and headed for the bar-b-que.I was so hot, horny and nervous I was sure it was obvious to all. When Greg came back in I said to him, “Show the boys your new device.” I have no idea why I said that. He looked a bit upset but pulled down his shorts so.