Wrapping her hand around it, she guided it to her mouth, her tongue playing over the surface, the slick taste of pre-cum making her burn with desire. ...pening her mouth, she engulfed it, sucking on the engorged head while another stretched her wide, penetrating her easily, so slick was she with a mixture of semen and her own juices. She could feel it leaking out of her, tickling her ass.“Hot little thing, aren’t you?” He pushed deep into her, so deep that she gasped, enabling the other man to. The lurid way in which her own flesh was presented reminded her of Dali paintings she had seem, and it both disturbed and titillated her to realize that it was her body that had become the object in the picture.Pleasing as Carrie's image was, {\ae}sthetics was not Olga's major aim. Thus, after admiring her handiwork, she once again grabbed Carrie's left ankle and forced the raised leg to move in a circular orbit whose diameter increased with each circuit. By working with care, Olga was. His tongue licked at one nipple, making wet and shiny, and then did the same thing to her other nipple. He laved the white flesh of both of her breasts with his tongue and when he finished he closed his mouth over a hardened nipple and began sucking. She then felt Rajas’s hand slip between them and slid under her panties and touch her wet pussy.Rajas heard Vardi gasp when he touched her. He was too aroused at first to notice that Vardi made no protest when he forced himself on her. She tasted. ’ Was repeated often as we touched and kissed for a time. We redressed and walked quietly to the porch. We sat in the rockers for an hour. Sam in her rocker, I in mine and Kay in my lap. I held Sam’s hand and Kay’s. After about half of the hour I felt a need to move. I stayed beside Sam and Kay for another half hour. I got out of the rocker and stood for a few moments at the railing. I heard Sammi’s voice, ‘Go. A walk will do you good. If you want us, we’re all here.’ I stepped off the porch.