He looked at Jake. “Let’s get ‘er!”Lisa yelped as both her father and her husband rushed her. “Dibs on Mom!” she hollered as she dove to o...e side.Since her mom hadn’t chosen sides, participated in the initial rush at her, or called herself out of the game, Béla had to be on Lisa’s side now.“IEEE!” Lisa squealed as she dove underneath Mac’s blade as he slashed at her. She scrambled and half-rolled by him as he spun around, barely missing his target. Mac continued his spin, having practiced a lot. My hands suddenly push in against her hips – taking them firmly in my grasp – lifting her forward and up in one swift, powerful, fluid motion. Just as swiftly – I bring her back down: hard and forcefully... pulling her down onto my fully hard, rearing, upright long thick cock.I hold her there. Hard. Feeling her shuddering – her body reeling from the sudden impaling thrust.I move my hands then – sliding my arms through on each side of her and bending them upward, so that my hands come to rest:. As I said I had a developed figure from my teens with 32 breast size and flaring hips from my college days. I was conscious about my diet so that I do not add additional flesh on my hips. I always got a good male attention on road or at any gathering, which I could sense, though I was pretty conservative in dressing. In that sense I was very shy regarding these matters, which was really due to my upbringing and the small town we lived in. I was adequately gifted by god at proper places in my. .. Belle..."The five girls, all on their knees, looked at Isabel. They could see her beauty. Isabel could almost sense their jealousy."Kiss her in welcome," smiled Hassan.In turn the girls came crawling forward, pressing warm mouths to Isabel's proffered sex lips."Now you..." ordered Hassan.In turn, on her knees, Isabel kissed each of the other five girls similarly. She felt no reluctance in doing so. They were slaves. She was a slave. All did as they were ordered."She's lovely," said one of.