Maybe Clark was responsible? Or Lana? Chloe mused over the images. At first she thought it’d been left on a porn site. Initially thinking the pair i... the thumbnails were the usual suspects of the porn industry. She didn’t really know. She’d never been exposed to much porn. The occasional dodgy VHS tape back in the 90s with an old flame. But even from her nervous glances, 6 feet from the screen, she had a quick realisation recognising her employer, Lana Tate playing her part in fantasy land. It. They were really quite gorgeous, perfectly round, firm and pointy. I wanted to go over and play with them right now-- but Kristin's demeanor made it clear that I would not be welcome doing that. A chill blew through the room.Nevertheless, Steve and I soldiered on. We dropped the rest of our clothes and this time I knelt before him, grabbing his cock and holding it in front of my face. Again, though, I stopped. Maura got the point and quickly slipped out of her own skirt and panties, then hopped. "Come on babe! Just one more hill," Stephan called back to her. They were trying to hike ten miles uphill and then do some rock climbing to get to the summit of Pike's Peak. Adriana had begun feeling her legs cramp about 2 miles and half a mountain ago."I'm coming! Don't wait on me, I promise I'll be there," she called up to Stephan. She knew that this trip meant a lot to him. He and his dad had taken on the same journey before his dad had passed away from cancer a year ago. It had taken her at. ” I tweaked her nipples slightly and Lissa squeaked but kept from saying anything. Then I turned and embraced Melody.“My dearest Melody,” I began. “You were the first to teach me about love. You helped bring me back to life and show me a light—a way to be happy.” I stroked her sides and cheeks, quickly down her legs and back up the inside, gliding past her sex and looping lightly around her breasts before I let my fingers slide up the curve and lightly pull at the nipples. While Melody was.