Think of the look on M's face when she snapped on the damn cuffs and nailed his ass for multiple counts of murder, torture, kidnapping, hell, she'd th...ow in some reckless endangerment also. Think of anything that will help you concentrate and not feel like you're walking on foam rubber.She made it to the table, barely and had to put her head down. She spoke softly to Marley. "It's me, don't say anything."After the first initial gasp of surprise, Marley was quiet, listening."I'm in worse shape. I orgasmed many times from his fingers and tongue, spilling my juices onto his fingers. At last we were exhausted for the moment, it ended in a screaming orgasm that startled the neighbors. All I remember from that time is laying like a puddle on the couch, legs still spread and shaking my own wetness dripping from my thighs as a cool breeze blew over me. Daniel had gotten up and went to the loo. When he came back he dragged a duvet from the bed to cover me and we cuddled on the couch watching. .”I stopped so we could both adjust to this brand-new sensation between us.“I remember when Claire told me you two had made love for an hour straight, including a butt fuck... “I was so embarrassed back then, but now, I WANT YOU TO FUCK MY ASS, pretty please?!”I did as she asked, pushing in hard and pulling back easy, again and again. After a good rhythm had started, I watched her breasts wiggle and jiggle all over. I leaned over and started sucking on those marvelous melons of hers, as I kept. She came from Canada with her family just as the war broke out. She was from Alberta, Marsha remembered, but she didn’t quite know how far that was. Kathleen had freckles and reddish hair. She was Marsha’s height but thinner. Marsha liked her. She was sweet with her and kissed her on the cheek when they met in front of the dance hall. Marsha kissed her back and they walked in holding each other by the waist, like two lovers. They danced together most of the time. Sometimes another girl would.