Her legs were smooth, firm and thick, and bare but for the bikini bottom and corresponding sheer cover that did less to cover a view of her barely cov...red crotch than the tray of food and drink did. ‘Thanks Jeannie,’ Joe said smiling, gesturing at the coffee table. Jeannie bent over to put the tray down, showing more of her luscious cleavage. She smiled at the guys, knowing what they were doing as she did what she was asked to do. After unloading the tray onto the table she stood, smiled and. Mostly it was over her clothing but any time it was skin on skin it sent a static charge right through her. By the time he’d finished his drink, and put the mug back down, Izzy felt like a mass of jelly, all boneless and liquefied. ‘I have to go now,’ Daniel sighed regretfully. ‘Oh but why?’ she couldn’t hide her disappointment, and he felt a surge of satisfaction. ‘I’ve things I need to do,’ he told her rising from the sofa. Izzy followed him to the door. ‘Dinner is at six,’ he said looking. OBSCENITY DEFINEDHeterosexuality is not a problem,For women are made for degradation;Bisexuality is only half a problem,For there is a woman in the threesomeTo disgrace, debase, and humiliate;Lesbianism is no problem, not al all,For, now, there are two (or more)Women to shame, demean, and degrade;It is only homosexuality, amongPurveyors of pornography,That is a problem for more than some,For, no matter how politically incorrect,one must play the man, the other the woman,Which means that a man. ..she was right, “Fuck the slut bareback, she won’t get pregnant, and if she does we can always get rid of it” “Nooo...I can’t get pregnant” “Put a condom on son” My mind was in turmoil, but my cock was shouting out to me. In one swift push I dropped my full body weight upon Vicky trapping mums hand under me. Vicky yelled out as my cock head speared its way into her cunt, ripping her hymen as it did so. I didn’t even feel it break such was the force of my thrust. Vicky was still.