But my eyes were just automatically drawn to between her legs, and I noticed just the tiniest, smallest amount of ... wetness.Yeah.My mind went into o...erdrive. Was she turned on? Was she turned on by me? Was it because I was checking her out? Maybe she was attracted to me! Maybe she’d just been waiting for me to make a move, maybe that was why she liked hanging out in her underpants, maybe that was why she liked me hanging out in my underpants, maybe that’s even why she suggested cuddling.... Oh fuck, here it comes.” I then squirted all my juices over Sandy’s fingers and she was lapping at me like a kitty. John of course got the whole thing on tape. “Christine I finally got you squirting on tape. Oh fuck it was so hot. Keeping licking her pussy Sandy. This is great stuff ladies." Sandy got up and removed all her clothes. She was a little chubby and had a bit of a stomach. She had a landing strip of hair on her pussy. She really was not my type, but she was just going to be. One presented his throbbing member to her mouth while the other guided himself inside her wettened hole. Her lips engulfed the staff and she tried to keep some air in her lungs, but it was forced out as the Minotaur behind her shoved it out with each thrust. The mouse gagged as she was skewered at both ends, from outside the maze cheers could be heard in the Voyeur Box. 2 mice. 6 hunters.She leaned against one of the trees and closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath. She kept her breath. Lucas’ cheeks heated and the marines shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot – but before any conversation could continue, ‘Lord Winsom’ and ‘his’ squire reached the middle of the arena. The elves had arranged themselves in a pattern that seemed to be almost natural – one standing here, another there, another there. There was no organization that Lucas could see, and yet each elf seemed so comfortable and at ease in their position that it only underlined how out of place Helen was as she.