I got out some chocolate mints to have with our coffee. As I took the last mint, Becky snatched it from my hand and put it into her mouth.“Right, th...t’s it, I warned you earlier,” I said as I playfully grabbed Becky and put her across my knee. She was laughing and put up very little resistance. I then hooked my fingers into the waistband of her leggings and pulled them down over her buttocks. Underneath her leggings she was wearing a skimpy thong, so her buttocks were completely bare. I then. With the semi-privacy, her body is not listening much to her mind. Of course, her actions to try and stop it only make it worse. Azelia continually has one hand or the other in her crotch, playing with her not unsurprisingly half erect prick.Soon she finds herself quickly coming around to a lingering, sexy idea, taking a quick glance down at her bulging pants. Azelia’s erection is being contained in a limited space and just has to be released or repositioned. She giggles at herself and actually. It was natural for the womenfolk to express their solidarity for one another and it kept at bay the privations of the long sunless days just as it lessened the agony of loneliness and anxiety. “I miss Thorvald so much!” sighed Astrid one day as the two women sat together around the fire, whilst outside their two children were playing in the dusk of the few minutes of midday sun that heralded the end at last of the worst days of winter. “I miss the men too,” agreed Gudrun. “I miss their company.. Tommy struggled to get out of the sleeves with Leisha’s arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Finally free of the manacles, Tommy embraced her, running his hands up and down her long, graceful back. Her skin was soft and smooth as it pressed against him. He felt her deep breaths in his hands and in the warmth that filled the crook of his neck. “Mmmmm, Tommy,” she said as he released the clasp of her bra and pulled the warm garment away. “God, Leesh…” he whispered into her ear, nibbling at her.