Body heat. Sound of calm breathing. Such a rare sound for me. Sure, I was sexually active in high school, but never slept with anyone for more than a ...ew minutes. Not much better when more active in college, still not right to sleep with people. I had fuck toys, and sometimes damn good fuck toys, but no lovers.Could I have had a lover? My body just said yes, when I felt my muscles jolt. Maybe it could have been Marie. No, it should have been Curt. How many times, in college, did I shove the. That bothered them and raised the hairs on the back of their necks, but it was not enough to tell them why they felt something wasn't right. They just shared a look of curiosity between them.As they walked into the second inn, it seemed almost empty. There were about 6-8 men around the room, but it was large enough that it only helped advertise that it needed more people there.While Brianna was still at the counter getting their rooms Cassie and Rayne back up a bit and took a minute to talk. I feel two clasps being attached to my nipples. “Argh!” I squeal. The pinch is tight, and unlike fingers it doesn’t lessen, doesn’t cease. Then I hear a buzz, then I feel it. He’s using a vibrator on my clit. “Oh” I gasp. I pant, trying not to let my body relax. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of giving me another orgasm. “No, no, no” I almost sob to myself as my body starts to tense. “Not yet my little filly” he says as he withdraws the vibrator and I come down from the edge.Then I. “If you guys are going to play, I need both hands.” She started slowly stroking both their penises, and was exhilarated by the sudden rush of power, as she felt each of them begin to harden. Acting almost as one, and without saying a word, George and Terry each set his glass on the floor next to the bed. They then both turned toward her, and each took one breast in his hand. They were both fully erect now, and Isolde started pumping them more insistently. Still acting as one, they each bent.