Like Pavlov'sdogs, there would be a reward.The opportunity of watching Mrs Slack smooth her nylons and skirt whileenslaved at the point of her high he...ls."Mmmm?," Joyce pondered as she laughed to herself and gently massagedmore soap into the groin region. "The possibilities are endless."It was Saturday lunchtime now. Joyce had washed and dried her youngcaptive and attired him once again. This time, she dressed him a pair oflonger, wider satin knickers, coffee coloured with lace trim at the. ‘We’re going home, love,’ she whispered to him. ‘To the place we belong. Together.’ We passed through Cherokee, North Carolina, seeing a sign for the small Eastern Cherokee reservation and continued on to Bryson City on the banks of the Tuckasegee River. Soon we came to a historical marker identifying the site of the ancient Kituwah Mound, and Vholes stopped the car in a grove of trees near a fork in the river just as the sun was rising. ‘We will camp here, children. If you would be so good as. I pushed my face up to suck Joan’s clit as she was being fucked by that awesome cock, and I could feel Tom’s dick and huge balls sliding over my face.From time to time Tom would slow or stop his thrusting and I would rise to suck his balls, as he slowly rotated his hips and ground his meat into my wife’s pussy. I saw his ass flexing as he held his cock deeply in Joan’s tight pussy, and I knew that he was touching places in her that I have never reached with my small dick.The fucking continued. She didn’t have to look to know it was Helen. These two had rimmed each other for decades and knew what the other liked. Naomi was taking care of her clit as she felt Betty’s tongue slide in and out of her hole. She could use her ass muscles to squeeze her asshole around Betty’s tongue. Helen was not wasting her time as she licked her lover’s secret hole, rubbing the blonde cunt with her hand going through her legs. The trio of rimming ladies was the center of attention. Naomi came first which.