It made him wonder if this girl was maybe so into sex, that she even wouldn't mind them all fucking her. Sure, a struggling victim is sometimes more f...n. Well, for his twisted mind at least. But on the other hand, if she would like this all, it would maybe reduce the risk of her going to the cops afterwards.So, he tried his luck and asked, "So, up for a quicky?"Sandra's facial expression changed into a frown while she answered, "No, sorry! You can touch all you want, but I won't have sex with. Instead of throwing punches, Joel kneels beside Anna. She looks at him while Lucas’s cock still fills her mouth. She stops the blow job and slowly slips the massive cock from her lips and passes it to Joel. He opens his mouth and takes the head. Instinctively, he runs his tongue back and forth under the head, and then starts slowly rocking back and forth taking several inches into his mouth. Anna is still holding Lucas’s cock with one hand but she takes Joel’s cock in the other hand. She starts. ’ ‘But why are we dreaming the same dream?’ ‘Why can’t we touch the boat?’ Reasonable questions but what answers could each of them give? How could they explain the most unlikely idea that they were experiencing the same dream? Anton clearly was the key to the conundrum but he wasn’t there, not there to explain. But could they have dared asked him, even having drunk all that wine? What would it have sounded like? ‘Anton, we share this strange dream of an island where we are naked but you’re. Miranda was her name. He’d known her for a long time, but never like this. Tonight, she had exceeded herself. She was gleefully seducing him; her indulgent claws tinkering with him as she played out his fantasy.Maybe panther wasn’t quite the right description; she was more like a feline Goddess. All he knew, was that he was completely in her thrall.“Yes,” he croaked.She cupped his face softly in her warm hand. He was acutely aware of her nails, perfectly manicured, and painted the same vivid,.