But His fingerreplaced His lips, caressing mine, while His tongue replaced His fingers,probing, tasting, cupping my nipple. At first I just felt warmt... wrappingaround my sensitive buds, the slight moisture added, but when His tonguestarted swirling around, when His lips started sucking hungrily and His otherhand kept massaging my other breast I was lost, was helpless beneath Hishands, which left their eternal track their marks on me, invisible but burningon my skin - I was a piece of canvas. “Baby, while I’m in the tub, can you throw those sheets in the laundry, and then make up the bed with a new set from the linen closet?”“Sure, Mom,” Elliott replied as he put his arm around her back and helped her into the bathroom, her legs a bit wobbly beneath her. He’d left the water running slowly into the tub and it was now at the perfect level, the surface bubbling over with scented foam that made the whole room warm and inviting. He helped her into the tub where she slithered right down,. I groaned as he forced his fingers inwards, pressing into the crack of my arse. “Are you thinking about my anus? Your cock nudging its way up my well-lubricated anal passage?” I made sure to emphasise the well-lubricated part, as the last thing I wanted was for Hunter to bend me over and try pushing his swollen cock up my unlubricated arse. “Your cock emptying its load. My body shuddering as I climax around its shaft… buried deep in my arse.” “You know how much I like burying my cock in your. "I need some water" I figure I would start with a humanitarian request. A number of the women murmur their agreement.The grubby men that have been guarding our little group look up, startled that a captive has spoken."Quiet, you," snaps one of the bigger ones.It is hard to tell if he was one of the ones whom captured me or not. They are all dressed in greasy bear hides, that look like ponchos or capes. Badly sewed together leggings and they all have lanky unwashed hair and beards."What?, It is.