But at some point she needed more. Starting when he fingered her clit and pulled on her teat. Her butt moved. Quickened things. He had to reinsert bec...use of this change, his hand handy to do so. Soon they pounded together. She lifted and pulled her hands behind his head, bringing his mouth to hers. They kissed. Traded tongue intrusions into mouths. Until it broke and she returned her hands to the bed. Her head bowed briefly and then lifted, a wolf baying at the moon. Only tight gasps came out.. He ran his fingers along the silky lace. The crotch was wet. He assumed Jen had let David cum in her again.Jen wasn't on birth control. Mike knew she preferred using the rhythm method. The pill made her gain weight. He didn't mind. During her safe times of the month, she let him cum inside her. When she was fertile, he used a condom, or more often, he pulled out and she swallowed him or came on her face. The thought made Mike throb. There wasn't anything sexier than seeing cum splattered on. She thought for a second, a depraved smile growing across her lips. "I know just the thing," she said, getting off the table and heading for the pantry room. She returned with a bottle of oil and handed it to me. "Read the label," Jill chortled. I looked down at the bottle and scanned it. Extra virgin olive oil. "Just the ticket, no?" she said, resuming her previous position. I poured a bit of oil and rubbed up and down my shaft a few times, and then poured a bit more and rubbed it on Jill's. I was more familiar with it.With the Marlin in hand and the Glock on my web belt I was off out the back door. I wasn't really expecting to see anything spectacular and even if I slipped up on something edible I wasn't going to shoot it. I still had plenty of meat and today didn't seem like a good day to experience gutting and skinning a kill.About half an hour of stalking around trying to be quiet was enough for today, and I was about to head back when I heard a female voice shrieking. True to.