Standing there in a pair of cut off jean shorts this time and the pink bikini top she said, “Not on her.” Instead, she took a grease pencil out of...her pocket and grabbed my arm. She wrote the number up my forearm with the grease pencil. She then turned and started to work on the gear that had just been piled on the dock next to the boat, but before she did, she looked back at me with a wicked smile and said, “Don’t lose that number.”I wasn’t sure exactly how to take her comment but I said,. Nature, in none of her manifestations, introduces anything which may tend to prevent her great reason for being—the propagation of the species. Birth as the natural sequence of mating is her solemn and invariable law. It is in birth and rebirth that nature renews herself and all the life of the animal and vegetable world, and her primal aim is to encourage it. Human law recognizes this underlying law of nature by forbidding man to tamper in a preventive way with her hallowed and mysterious. We worked each other towards orgasm. Though distracted by the abundance of pleasuring of every sense, taste and sound and sight and smell and of course touch, like Molly's delighted and delightful humming on Fanny's cunt we managed to use the escalating pleasure to increase the pleasure of the other two. It came to a head when Molly growled her orgasm, vibrating even more intensely on Fanny's cunt, driving Fanny into bliss, which accompanied her own growl on my balls and her middle finger. I moaned and moaned with pleasure just rushing all over my body. I felt his cock getting harder and harder. The harder he got, the faster he began to fuck me; the harder he fucked me, the louder I moaned. It did not take me long before I wanted him to shoot his sperm deep inside me. I tried to push back, but I couldn't; he was just fucking me too hard. I began saying "Oh Bill, Oh Bill, fuck me baby! Give it to me! Fuck that pussy, fuck it."He responded "You like that cock, honey? You like that.