The distinct odour of an aroused woman, there is nothing quite like it. She was enjoying this and was clearly aware of the intimacy forced upon us.I d...dn't dare do anything overt, much though I wanted to, but under the pretense of finding her heavy I leant my head forward and rested my forehead against the bulge of her pubic mound."Are you nearly up yet? You're getting heavy." After a moment's pause - was this to keep the contact between us? - she moved herself up onto my shoulder and suddenly. What is it, sweetie?" she asked between breaths. "I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to fuck you for as long as I possibly can. Tell me what positions and styles you want to do and we'll do them. And then, when I can't hold out any longer, I'm going to cum in you. I'm going to fill your vaginal canals with all of the cum I can......and see if I can't make you a Mother again." "Oh.....oh....oh my god......" she said, sitting up and placing her hand to her gaping mouth.Through research and. Her protruding clit pointed to her shy, but puffy inner lips. I saw a glint of moisture between those lovely folds. This time I wanted a better taste of her essence. I needed to suck her love from deep within.What I didn’t realise at that moment, my raised backside gave an explicit view of my pussy to Gert, until he stuck two fingers into my cunt.“Throw your legs over to sit on my face,” instructed Petra, denying Gert and me any further pleasure. “I want to taste you while you lick me.” I did. " I was picking berries near the edge of the forest," said a young, flaxen haired woman, "When I saw the ghost eating black and shiny dirt from a hole in a cliff. Each time it swallowed flames shot from it's nostrils. I fled and did not stop running until I was safe in our cottage." This ghost sounds rather substantial to me," Merry said. "If it is a supernatural creature it must be more of this world than the spirit realm. What does it look like?"A babble of contradictory descriptions arose,.