Although she was still reluctant to admit it, she now treasured her lover as much more than just a sexual companion. Although she still believed that ...uch love should be shared only with a man, her chief misgiving was how much her love for Glade was reciprocated. Surely, the passion of their lovemaking, the memory of shared orgasms and the closeness of their conjoined flesh excited as much love in the shaman as it did in Ivory. ‘You seem very cheerful,’ said Sycamore who chose to forage near. "Hey, Tom." Hey," he grunted. Tom was a man of few words most of the time. But he really got into roleplaying his characters and could be a down right chatterbox if he was playing the right character.I led Tom and Karl inside. Quatch was sitting in a recliner getting blown by Willow. His head was thrown back and his mouth wide in amazement and he had a fistful of her raven-black hair. "Holy shit," Tom muttered."You runnin' a brothel, Mark?" Karl gaped."These are my sex slaves," I said. "They do. And call me Jamie," he said. He took a moment and adjusted the leg of his pants, drawing my attention to the outline of his large cock in his pants. I couldn't help but stare as I caught my lower lip between my teeth."Here, let me fix that for you," Jamie said as he reached over and undid another button on my shirt."What are you doing?" I asked grabbing the sides of the shirt and trying to redo the button. Jamie grabbed my hand and pulled it toward him."I saw the way you looked at me. And I've. Her silky panties remained between my cock and her pussy so even if I wanted to there was no way I could enter her. In no time at all I was hard again and really wanted to fuck her as she continued to tease me by rubbing my cock against her soaking wet pussy lips.Amy then sat up with my cock standing erect in front of her pussy and started to massage my chest with one hand and wank me with the other while I tried to reach down and remove her panties.Amy said, “Beth told me I was not to fuck you.