My hips were pounding her pudendum with an urgency making hard slapping sounds which in harmony with her moans, hisses and incoherent encouragement wa... music.Her pussy felt like nothing I ever felt before, not that I had tasted many, but off course did have some. Suddenly in an urgent move she got her legs down planted her feet firmly on bed with her knees bent and raised.She started to raise her hips with every move. God almighty, she was now humping me from below. She was ramming my hips hard. ..''Let's have a feel then,' Jack said with a chuckle, and slapped hispalm against Stephen's crotch. It seemed to come alive, it hadn't beensolidly touched since his initial ob-gyn exam. He yelped in surpriseand shock, shuddered as Jack ground the heel of his hand against hispubic bone, his fingers tickling and questing down between his legs.Suddenly he was gasping so he couldn't breathe... at the pleasure ofit.He grabbed Jack's wrist with his own hand and... guided it? Shove itaway shove him. They were expensive cameras, pioneered by the company. And one of the many patents that helped finance their true research into the god-making halos.CAMERA 1 came on. A young man groaned, in the throes of ecstasy in the arms of the goddess, Margaret Justice. A hot flush shot through Deidre’s body as she realized what she was watching. Alex groaned.He, too, understood.The front door opened. Another young man entered the living room, hair dark, his body handsome.“Ryan, strip naked. Mommy needs to. After reading the subject line, ‘My ass misses your hands,’ I chuckled, thinking you certainly know how to get my attention. I read your message several times and smiled each time I came to the part that read, ‘I want to feel your hands on my ass right now.’ ‘What an invigorating message to wake up to,’ I thought. As I contemplated my hands rubbing your sweet ass, my mind slowly drifted off, recalling the events from the other night. —— Thursday evening As I greet you at the door, my heart.