He was so immersed in it that he didn’t register that May had put the coffee on the table. ‘Wonderful,’ he said when he’d finished reading. �...You were quite right. They’re great.’ ‘Good. Do you think you could use them?’ ‘Oh, I’ll give them to our editor tomorrow. He usually listens to me,’ George said with a grin. ‘He’d better. So, how is Jayne?’ ‘As well as usual. Quiet. She promised to come around later this afternoon.’ ‘Could you tell me some more about her? You’re her only friend — what. Panting he withdrew his stiff member from her rectum and admired his handiwork. Her butthole was no longer pink; it had taken on a nearly wine red tone from his gentle abuse. It flinched once before she came to rest, leaving a pearly white trickle of sperm seeping out of her orifice. Willow stretched out her legs on the bed and rested on her stomach. Henry’s firm grip on her hips had left broad reddish marks on her pale skin. Henry sat down on the bedside, again observing her. The last few. Then I slid my hands downwards over the slight curve of her stomach and into the incredibly soft space between her thighs. My cock was leaking, I could feel it, but at that moment nothing but her incredibly soft and slippery folds mattered. She gave a little jerk and moaned as my fingers slid between her lips and then I pushed two fingers right up inside the tight little hole that nestled underneath her belly. It was heaven, sticky and warm and really slippery. When I sat down my heart was. She was obviously flattered, though. Something in me wanted to take advantage of this situation."She told me once that she really gets off on oral," I said, breaking the silence. "And she likes watching someone get it, too."Stephie kept her legs open, and her smile told me that she was playing along. "Really?"I nodded, less involved in my own pleasure now. "We haven't done it yet, but I am dying to eat a pussy finally." You've never done that?" Stephie said, truly surprised. "Wow, I can't.