..” Her eyes widened as she stared at me.“You cannot mean for us...” Queen Hana shook her head, her dark curls spilling about her face, her eyes...so wide. “Husband!”“What?” I asked, shaking my fut-dick at them. “Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about me.” I licked my lips. “Never wondered what it would be like for the world’s first futa to slip into your bed while your husband was away, Hana. Or was with Basira?”The older woman stiffened. No, older was the wrong word. Mature. Like me. I used. She felt his hands move to the hem of the delicate white t-shirt covering her body.He broke their kiss to tear it from her, roughly shoving her lace-covered bra down to reveal her nipples. His rough hands teased and massaged her while she snaked her eager hands down the front of his trousers until, finally, she grasped his eager cock. It jumped under her touch, pre-cum aiding her long strokes along his shaft. A deep moan rumbled in his chest. It was such a decadent sound that Amaryllis had to. .. " and they loved it.Joanie went right into "Snowbird," sounding as good if not better than Anne Murray herself. When that was over, I stopped and talked for a minute."Folks, my sister and I have been singing together for seven years." That's eight years, Jerry—We've been singing together since I was nine and you were eleven—you're nineteen ... so that makes it eight years!"The crowd chuckled at our patter."Yes dear, eight wonderful glorious and crazy years!" I said, with the men getting. He started rubbing my stomach and sides with his hands, then lifted one up to up my breast, tweaking my already hard nipple. I was so glad that there was no way anyone could see us, with the packing job my dad had done, because there was no way I was stopping this. His other hand came down the other side, until it was touching my hairless pussy. He pushed a finger through until it was touching my already engorged clit, slowly circling, going harder and harder. Then he added his thumb and.