"Cindy needs a collar, too - we'll have to go out and pick up some more." Cindy blushed and started studying the carpet; I grinned and headed back to ...he bedroom.Jean was again asleep, but breathing better. Heather got up to let me in, then crawled back in behind me and started fondling my cock. "Later, Babe," I whispered, "The pills haven't taken effect yet."Heather sighed, "All right," and I relaxed and drifted off.I woke up to the feel of lips sliding up and down my cock. It felt late - but. Ours would get the morning sun and the ones across from us would get the afternoon and evening sun. Ken and I could not wait; my clothes would have to come off. I had been too dressed for too long. By the time Ken got the bags in the room there was already a string of clothes across the suite. I was naked, standing at the balcony door looking out at the beautiful view and across to the other row of balconies. They were just far enough that they were not intrusive but a decent view. As I turned. We went through the farce when Sunday came, and we were escorted to the library. The entourage even included the King and Queen in all of their Majesty. Mary and I were the first people born on Hafh (the current abbreviation of Home Away From Home, and pronounced like "half" with the "l" left out), and this was an event of note.Of course, I was wearing nothing, but Mary was wearing a white veil that covered her face until I moved it aside to kiss her as part of the ceremony. We marched to the. She felt little twinges of pain, but it was nothing compared to the ache inside her. With torturous slowness, he filled her like she’d never been filled before. When his smooth-shaven balls settled against her ass, she let out a long, warbling groan. “Your pussy feels so good,” he said, twitching his muscles to make his cock jump inside her. “I love your cock,” she breathed, her walls squeezing him so tight that she could feel every contour and vein. “Please. Do it. Fuck me.” Both of them.