" What do you mean, 'clothes count'"?"I grew up mostly in Controlled Areas. But, I'll tell you, when you live OC all the time, clothes make a differen...e. Sit on watch all night; it gets chilly. Go hunting and clothes protect you from the underbrush. Working in the fields... I don't know what all. You can go naked most of the time, but then you find a situation where you need a shirt or some pants to protect you. I'm really happier wearing as little as we do in the CA, but reality bites if you. . Well, you get the idea. I have trouble multi-tasking -- but I've learned that women sometimes don't. Don't ask me how they do it, but by now I've seen numerous examples. At the time, Beatrice couldn't have kept it going, I don't think -- but Bridgette had been wild and free and crazy and had operated without limits -- and the little challenge I presented her with was familiar, a remembered pleasure, so instead of worrying about it, she embraced it joyfully -- and took us ALL along for the. However,everything inside me needed his cock, so I slowly began to pushagainst him as he pushed against me. With a near popping sound, heentered into me. My insides burned, however with each inch I onlywanted more."Look at him...He's loving it!" Julie exclaimed. Jim slowly started topick up his energy, each thrust pushing against my prostrate andfilling my insides. The burning soon turned into pure pleasure, andI was screaming with ecstasy at the pinnacle of each thrust, "FUCKME...FUCK ME!" Jim. Scarlet stepped out of her panties, which Tim raised towards her face. She took them from Tim and turned them inside out. The front of her panties were sticky and soaked through with her juices, which she sucked clean, before letting the underwear fall from her hand.Tim still sat on the edge of the bed, as enthused as ever. Scarlet turned her back to him and bundled her skirt and slip around her waist. Carefully making sure of position she settled into his lap, moaning in pleasure laced with.