"This is definitely mine."War pushes his finger inside me and I moan. It feels good, even better than good, it feels so amazing. His voice is so dark,...raw and sexy and I can't do anything but listen and oblige to his every word."This is mine to touch." He says thrusting his finger inside me and I gasp, feeling the tip of his finger jerk inside my body.My pussy gets wetter from his touch and my nipples harden."Mine to kiss." He leaves a wet kiss over my bare clit and giving me another thrust. I inserted 2 fingers then three..Started exploring( I started to hear her moan,which made me more horny) I found something like a small pimple inside her pussy(v.Small) I asked her whats that ,she said “g spot” I said ok “my spot??” then went down licking her pussy..She folded her legs again so I asked her to sit on chair and spread her legs to both ends of chair ..I tied both her legs to chair legs with her dupatta and petticoat.I then started smooching her pussy lips intensely,she intensely. Mate? What is mate? Feed? He let his instincts take over. Feed and fuck, a voice whispered soundlessly inside his head. Feed now. Fuck later. He heard all these words in his head, but he didn’t know what they meant. His stomach craved…what? Food, the voice said. The area between his legs throbbed. He reached down and closed his fist around the smaller leg-like appendage that started growing long and hard. It rose up alive and wanting. He stared at this odd looking thing in his hand. To mate. ”But Fiona dropped the robe to the floor leaving her stark naked. “C’mon, Jimmie, drop the damn pants. Remember, um, keep the belt on. We can use the bedroom ... yeah, the bedroom.”I was deciding whether to walk off the job and tell Joan Biddle about the crazy broad in 232, but must have hesitated a second to long---Fiona jumped up, and as fast as a snake had my zipper down and my semi-hard dick in her hand.“Holy shit, look at your personal tool!” Fiona chirped just before slurping my cock into.