We talked for about half an hour. After all her queries were answered our conversation diverted to general topics about college, friends and other stu...f. She also asked me whether I have any girlfriend in college to which I replied in negative. She asked why I don’t have any girlfriend.I replied, I like one girl but cannot tell her my feelings. She enquired more asking why I cannot tell her my feelings and propose. I somehow diverted to some other topic. Then she enquired on what I was doing.. She was in the habit of pinching my nipples, squeezing them, pulling them far, and twisting them hard. I'm not sure why she had to do that (and I’m surprised they stayed on!). My wife would lean back, supported by her arms, working that cock up and down inside her. I could get a good view of my wife fucking someone else, wrapping herself around that monster cock instead of me. She would pause at the top of the penis where she could just grip the huge head then spread her pussy lips open with. The pole torches had been brought from the Elders' ground to provide light, and the hillock over the trading post entrance was covered with tech reporters and their recording equipment. The back of the crowd was beyond the firelight in every direction."Raz, give me volume." Tika said."I will use all our screens." Raz grinned as he set to work on his. "Our group's, that is."The murmur of the crowd had been building since they had emerged from the trading post, and it continued to do so as Tika. Mr Hanson lifted Skye up by the armpits and dumped her ass-first ontohis lap, a motion which made her wince in pain for obvious reasons."You did great, girl," he praised, giving her a warm hug which shegratefully received, sobbing into Mr Hanson's shoulder as she did so.After Skye had let it all out, Mr Hanson further rewarded her with apassionate kiss, his tongue rudely probing every last inch of her mouthlike it just didn't care. Pulling away, Mr Hanson adopted a more serioustone. "Now how.