"Reaching down to fill her glass up again, her breasts almost came free of the silk and she giggled,"Now you're looking at my boobs." Take that robe o...f, let me look at you."Her outburst forgotten, she shrugged off her robe and stood, hands on hips smiling at me,"You like?" she laughed and I growled, "I like Joan, you know I do." So you don't really mind about me and your mum being friends?" Lovers Joan." Ok lovers." No not really, in fact I'm pleased that you made her happy." I certainly did. "I quickly understood that she loved a man's tongue on her pussy so I took my time and feasted on her like a starving man. She savored every moment of my oral madness until finally taking my cock in hand and guiding it deep into her warm center."Do it hard," she whispered. "You can't hurt me." The way she told me what she wanted excited me even more. With hard thrusts, I plowed her until my balls slapped hard against her ample bottom.Each thrust I gave her was a calculated impalement of her. Elsa pressed herself against him, lust radiating through her body and igniting lust in his. Danger and the threat of painful death always filled her with need. The fact that they would both most likely die this next hour made it that much more exciting.“Quickly, take me now!” she exclaimed, her voice low, but strained with passion.The power of her will was, as usual, irresistible. He would die in a few minutes, probably impaled or cut into pieces while still alive like he had done to so many. ....Hard!Her two new owners chuckled over Lisa, their newest conquest, in a nearby coffee shop. Remembering the way she begged for orgasm over and over. She’s a sexy little white thing, said Sonya. We should show her off at the club tonight.What a great idea, said Troya. Lydia will love her. He, he, he.The two lesbians drank their coffees and eagerly hatched plans for the night to come.When they got home Lisa was asleep and naked on her own bed. Troya slipped in beside her, started kissing her.