Feelings…isn’t that what all women want to talk about? She wasn’t big on talking about feelings. He demonstrated no interest whatsoever in the s...bject. It caused absolutely no problems between them. They talked…sure they talked. They discussed issues, music, art, world views…books…movies. She was certain that he liked her…found her good company. He was excellent company. They laughed together often. Maybe it worked so well because the future—at least any future between the two of them—never. You've done it before. Let's do it again. Yes, my sweet little secret tramp. Get on your hands and knees for me again." I laughed and so did she as she moved to fulfill my commands. That sweet, juicy ass was there to see now. Exposed to my view and to my hard prick. Ready to use it once more. "Oh, Peter. Oh damn, please fuck my ass this time. Please baby. Oh fuck. Do it now!" Never a problem to play with my sweet Penny. My adored secret slut. My little whore, begging for my cock as she did so. But now a new sensation swept over her that she had not been prepared for, or at least hadn't been aware of before. Sensations that only an instant before had filled her with an inner revulsion were now sending out tiny pulses of pleasure through her groin. Yes, it felt good, and she was being eaten and sucked and enjoying it just as Tom had writhed in ecstasy over Natalie's hotly devouring mouth between his legs on his big huge lust-bloated cock!Her hands moved sensuously downward over her. Mayoni stopped suddenly and froze. The group behind her waited in silence. " * Father? * " Mayoni sang in a whisper." * Yes? * " Mark sang back."I am about a half turn from the end of the spiral. At the end, if I need to fire, a ricochet might travel straight back. You will be safer if I advance alone." No Mayoni. We go together." Understood... I love you father." Mayoni began to crawl silently forward. Mark tried to follow as quietly as possible.They were soon both overlooking the circular.