“I…I’m sorry, Run…I can’t…help…” He watched her massage her clit for a several minutes, spellbound by her ardent squirms and rocking ...ips. He finally rose to his knees. Her eyes were on him as he scooped up a large dollop of cum off his chest and brought those same fingers to her pussy. He pushed her hand out of the way and began massaging her clit with the slippery pads of his fingers. Lilah gasped and clutched at her quivering breasts, tweezing her engorged nipples as she arched her mound. ”“Whatever, let’s just get cleaned off and do a half practice.”No less than ten pairs of footsteps echoed toward me. At first I panicked. A bunch of men I didn’t know were about to see me naked. I’ve had dozens of men touch me and use my body in various ways at the glory hole I worked at, but this was different. At the glory hole I knew what they wanted; I gave it to them, they’d leave happy, and most importantly none of them saw me. At the glory hole I was fearless, confident and totally in my. “Y-Your people can build these things?” she asked, and I felt, for the first time ... that she was worried she had joined the wrong side.“Y-Yeah,” I admitted. Don’t ask how many we have. Don’t ask how many we have.“Fifty THOUSAND!?” Ali screamed.“Estimates vary!” I said. Then I squeaked. “Spider! Spider!”Magnum spun, his psi-sword roaring to life so close to us that I could feel the intense heat of the blade mashing into my face. But it was nearly too late: Victory Smith had burst from nowhere. She rose upon her hands and knees arching her back to present her hot cunt to ourfriend doggy style. She reached back between her legs, found his tool,and guided it between the lips of her pussy. Bill began pumping in andout of her as I moved to a new vantage point. Sitting on the floor nextto the bed, I kneaded my wife's swaying breasts as my best friend madelove to her from behind."Harder, Bill! Faster!", Karyn pleaded. Bill maintained his pace andsoon withdrew to give me a turn at her.