Our favourite coffee shop sits in a tree-lined street smack bang in the middle of the city. As it is a hot, humid day, we sit outside. It is holiday ...ime and the street is full of holidaymakers like us in slow down mode. We both love to people watch. I take in the beautiful women wearing little and leaving little to the imagination. You, my love, eye up the guys checking out their round, firm butts. We agree that one day we should join a foursome. Talking about this makes us horny again. Back. "Jenny dropped her cup. "What? What are you talking about?" You didn't know? She ran out of here about a half-hour ago. I'm pretty sure she was crying, too."Jenny went straight for the door at a dead run, pushing people out of the way as she went. She ran straight home to the attic where they had created Theresa. She found Theresa's clothing scattered about. And from the state it was in, Lou had been none too careful in taking it off. The corset looked like it had been ripped from his. “Um, probably. I don’t wear pajamas.”“Like your brother,” she replied laughing.“I assume you do?” he asked.“I do sometimes,” she said softly. What did she say? Did she say ‘Sometimes’? She always wore pajamas! Always. Mostly she wore a flannel shirt and pants setup, but on occasion she wore a night dress, but she always wore something. Why was she lying about this I wondered. “Sometimes?” Daniel asked“Yea, sometimes I don’t,” she continued her lie. “Sometimes I just wear, well, nothing,” she. Ahhhh yes – that first stretch pain was nowhere to be felt, having already entertained three fingers in my ass just moments before. I pushed back and forced the entire rubber cock deep inside me. I love that feeling – as Sam fucked me many times before – that moment when I open up and feel that entire rubber cock slide deep inside and the hips of my lover meeting my ass.I sighed as Lilly moved and now I had something new to experience and play with. Lilly’s big cock was rock hard again and as.