"Oh yes touch me ... more," I whispered and whimpered in their ear. They weren't at all forceful but were gentle as possible with me. They didn't do a... I asked right away; they just continued kissing me and rubbing their hands across my bra. Grabbing and rubbing me through my bra I felt the urge to finally find out if they were male or female. I was tied up however and couldn't touch them in in way possible. So I begged in a low whisper so low you could barely hear it."I want to touch you, I. ’ Crowe nodded before turning his attention back to the waiting baron and commenting: ‘A lot of work and good fortune went into this yield. We may have enough barrels to satisfy you, if the price is reasonable.’ ‘Coin is so much more flexible than grain, Lord Crowe,’ came the immediate response. ‘You cannot make bread with coin.’ ‘And grain does not buy you protection. News is, King John’s choice of archbishop was rejected by His Holiness, and the row has become ugly. The rumors speak of a holy. Fuck I love cock screamed Sam, I love spunk up me. This took Mick to the point of no return, and with Kay squeezing her rippling vagina against his knob, he emptied his now drained cock up her twat. Kay screaming out as she came over and over, loving the feel of cock and hot spunk in her fanny. Both guys kept humping until their now flaccid cocks could go no more, spent but satisfied. That was amazing said Sam, you were fantastic, best bit of cock I have had in ages, she smiled, tugging at Toms. She then told me to get between her legs and push my pussy over the other end of it. At first I was reluctant but Jean kept telling how good it was and how much fun it will be. I finally relented and holding the squash I slowly pushed my pussy over the squash. It was a weird feeling. She kept telling me to go deeper. I pushed until our hairy pussies met and I couldn't see the squash anymore. We slid back and forth. I thought it was weird but Jean was getting off on it so I continued. Jean.