Since no showers are available, Lynn’s hairy pussy was especially musky on those nights in our room. Her pussy also seemed juicier when I ate her ou..., so I guessed that she must have been aroused by the men.Following is Lynn’s description of her feelings about our involvement in role-playing and her experiences in the inn. She’ll try hard not to repeat too much of what I’ve said:Lynn's PerspectiveWhen Trent first invited my husband and me to join his reenactment group, I thought Stuart would. Janna let her hand linger on him, even sliding down a bit before slowly withdrawing it. "I do things when I want to rather than when another tells me." I have no doubt of that. And I admire that." Do you?" Yes. So I hope you will indeed want to."Janna raised an eyebrow. "Want to... what?"He drew close to her and ran a few fingers through her luxurious hair. Janna's eyes widened but never left his. The desirous look in them deepened."It's more than what you think," Tarras said, letting more of a. ” Harmony smiled proudly at her proposal. “That’s only sporting, don’t you think?”“Interesting,” said Henry as he rubbed his chin. “And what would happen to the captured hunter if the slave was ultimately bagged?”“All would belong to the hunter who bagged the slave,” responded Harmony without thinking. She was just making all of this up on the fly as she went along.“I see,” nodded Henry. “It sounds like an interesting twist. I’m game. How about the rest of you?”“Sure,” said the mother. . Warmth burst into my tongue as her milk fell. She moaned in relief at the feeling and I suckled gently as my eyes strayed to the movie on the television. It didn’t seem to be one of Daddy’s professionally made porn films. It looked like it was hand made or a documentary of sort. A naked man was fucking a young woman in a light blue hospital gown. She was laying back on a gynecological table, her feet in stirrups holding her legs apart. This provided the thin tall man with easy access to her.