I am about to get fucked. Again. I arch my back, eager for it, lifting my hips, presenting my ass as best I can, clenching the blanket with my fists. ...��What a pretty little whore.” I freeze. It’s not his voice. It’s feminine. There’s a hard edge to it, just like there is to his. I whimper, suddenly frightened and unsure. Her touch is gentler then his, her hands gliding over my back, my shoulders, my ass, down my thighs, everywhere but between my legs. “My husband likes to share. It’s my turn.. Anne felt Jason stare at her chest. She was wearing a dark yellow dress, not low cut, but it was straining on her chest.“Bloody hell, I didn’t realise you were so well-endowed, Anne,” Paula said as she was in the toilet with Anne.“Well, I do cover myself up a lot. I can’t wear all the trendy clothes like you, Paula.”“Seriously, they are big ones you have. Mine are nothing in comparison.”“But you are so slim and athletic. You look like a twenty-year-old in your bikini.”Paula looked at herself in. InsideI find a pink ruffled mini skirt (the skirt could not have been morethan 10 inches long) as well as a ruffled scoop necked blouse. I can?twear that out! I look in the next bag hoping that my usual clothes areinside knowing that it can?t be that easy though. My hopes soar as thefirst thing I see is a pair of pants! My stomach sinks a bit though whenI discover that they are a pair of low rise women?s docker pants with noback pockets. I find a top that can almost pass for a man?s button. Long lingering soft kisses always, slowly following with deeper penetration of tongues and then pulling back to simple brushes of lips against lips. I blow softly against your lips and you inhale my warm breath, the process repeats itself back and forth for at least an hour as our lips keep finding the other’s for fleeting kisses and caresses! The warmth of our bodies as they meld together is almost overwhelming! You lift your leg and I insert mine between yours so your pussy is resting against.