I couldn’t resist and they knew it. Ben fucked me hard, causing my body to absorb his abuse. They laughed at my boobs moving and started telling eve...yone to “watch”… “look at those things”… the comments went on and on. It didn’t take him long, and everyone could tell that Ben was going to lose it. “Make a mess of her Ben.” And then the chants came in, “Mess….mess… mess.”He pulled out and stood, and started jacking his dick. Before long, the mess began. A stream of his cum shot out and reached. .. you'd like that wouldn't you?". There was a pause, and then she said "I think I would feel guilty". Peter felt like this was a progressive step... it wasn't a flat out no, and she basically admitted she would want to. Peter said "How about you let him take a pic of your titties for me?", to which she replied "I'd be to embarrassed to ask him to do that". Peter chuckled and said "I'll send him a text asking him to... if he asks you to pose topless, will you let him take a pic?". Olivia. I take your hand from my cock and you get your tits into position as i slide my burned sausage between your cleavageWe get up and move into the lounge i sit down on your sofa and take off my clothes, you pour 2 glasses of brandy and giggle as you hear my cock slap against my stomach as i take off my pants (I'm so hard for you). We take a swig and you climb onto the sofa and slowly lower yourself onto my cock which slips nicely into your hot wet pussy opening you and you feel every ridge. “They certainly are, but it won’t take long to transfer there and move them back here. We can even retrieve some of your books from Angus’ house, and your music system also,” I reminded him.“Yes, it would be nice to have some of my music here,” he admitted with a smile.“Shall we get started?” he asked next, and I cast the transfer spell to take us to Salem and my storage site there. Arriving there in the dark, I flicked the light switch on from memory, and we began sorting through the things we.