He hesitantly caressed her shit hole and then slowly pushed his finger up to his knuckle. “Peter, how did you know that I am very sensitive there?�... By now, with his finger giving her arse a good going over, she knew that his raging hard cock would be in need of help, but she was not going to waste that 8 inches in wanking. “Peter, you are really naughty but my bottom is getting sore”. Peter disappointedly took out his finger, allowing Caroline, to get her favourite lube from the draw. “Now,. Still...Samson looked once again at Beth and Mary. They had been the inspiration he had needed to leash his affliction. When they had had met (well, he had met Mary first) at Harvard, It had been unchained and a daily presence in his life. Meeting the Abernathy sisters, those brilliant, funny, and beautiful women, had made him decide it was time to check himself before he irrevocably wrecked himself. And everyone else, too. He had gone to every meeting possible, sat with a half dozen. She pushed back which was the signal for me. She wanted it and I wanted her. My hands slipped to her large bottom. Her skirt was so tight across her bottom. I pulled her against me and then caressed all over the soft fleshy mounds, then to her hips and upper thighs. She was passionate; her tongue was feasting on mine. I went for her neck and her ear lobes and she threw her head back and I kissed and licked all over her neck and upper chest and as far down to her cleavage as I could. Her face. I cannot help myself and keep glancing over and then I realize she is conscious of my attention so decide this is a bit awkward and I really should go over. By this time, I have told the group I am with and they all say go so hi she will probably really like it, so I do.They are right Mrs. Miller is delighted to see an old pupil, she did not remember me at first but once I said my name her face genuinely lit up and we chatted for a while. She introduced me to the people she was with (it really.