In the mirror,he sees, what is happening: They are stuck in big tubes, for whateverreason. He reminds himself to stay focused and takes a look on hisf...ce."HOLY CRAP! WHAT ..." he stops his shout, as his voice does not soundlike him. But the voice is not the real reason for his surprise. Theface he is looking in, is not his. It's not even those of a man, itlooks some kind of female. Without the hair, strange, but definitelyfemale."What the hell are they doing with me?" he asks himself aloud,. I heard Selma let out a slight groan. For a second I stopped and began massaging her breasts with my hands. The feeling of the smooth skin in my hands was as enjoyable for me as it was for her. "The other one also needs some attention Emma." Willingly, I moved onto the right nipple. I repeated my steps; lightly round the rim with the tip of my tongue, then a harsh sucking motion. I could feel her hips grind slightly and I knew she loved it. After paying enough attention to that area I decided. He was the perfect gentleman. He did everything to make her feel comfortable and told her repeatedly how happy he was that he finally found an opportunity to meet her on equal terms. As the evening passed Willow realised that she could not resist the man, instead she desired him. She gladly accepted what he offered. A feeling had been steadily growing in the pit of her stomach. Anticipation of what she was hoping could happen this night. She was starting to feel aroused. She was still shy, and. “Ooh…god…” Brittani lifted her hips into her younger sister’s hand, causing her finger to go deeper yet. Bri had still been rolling her thumb over her sister’ clit, combined with squeezing her breasts. “Shit, Brianna…how did…” Unable to finish she was cut off with a moan as her sister moved her middle digit faster yet. Shoving in and out, in and out. Damn, she’s gotten good! Brittani thought to herself; at this rate she would reach climax in no time. Just when Brittani thought she taken all she.