The scene she'd witnessed between Millie and the deliveryman was etched in her mind: The way Millie's breasts had bounced as his mammoth cock plowed i...to her, the wet slapping sounds as their bodies met at the end of each stroke.Harriet tried to compose herself. She was over-reacting, she told herself. She was, after all, a mother, a member of the PTA and the Church Women's Auxiliary. She'd been married for 18 years and had never once felt the temptation that burned inside her now. She chewed. From their greatest and most full exchange of love and sharing, to the reduction of their sex play to its most basic levels with all sensation stemming from the few square inches of flesh where their bodies joined, Bill and Cheryl revealed in each level of their intercourse. Their delight and passion grew steadily as they loved and lusted with each other. As their arousal grew, so too did the pace of Bill’s impailment of Cheryl increase. Sexual playtime gave way to a serious, intense. Keeping hold of Haddy’s left hand, Lestat grabbed the leather jacket and helmet off his bike’s sissy bar. This wasn’t a neighborhood where you’d leave stuff like that out. Cheap plastic bicycles and scooters in the front yard? Yeah, maybe, but not a pricey leather jacket and expensive brain bucket.Matt led the way to the house. While I’d have liked my hand in his the way Lestat had Hadiya’s, I didn’t mind too much bringing up the rear. Haddy and Lestat had first-class asses, his in leather. His eyes widened as a slender female hand reached out before him. Blinking back the rain from his eyes he looked up confused. His hand went instinctively to his throat, shock to feel his smooth flesh, no wound or blood. Nothing! What had happened to the creature?"What happened," he said slowly. His eyes looked to the hand before him. He took it and was promptly lifted back to his feet. The dark tan skin of the woman's hand felt soft; softer than any glove. Smooth and gentle and surprisingly.