He yanked on one of my blond pigtails from behind while ramming me hard and I gasped."This what you want? Huh? You little slut..." Frank growled in my...ear. I let out a moan in reply, my eyes closed, head swimming in ecstasy. It seemed I lived for the seed Frank would soon unload in my womb. I couldn't get enough of my stepfather's cock, constantly desiring it, constantly craving his sperm. His hands went to my breasts, overflowing handfuls even for such a big, strong, mature man. He continued. When it came time for Alice to cum, I wasn't, apparently, doing a good enough job. She was lying on her back, her head buried in a pillow, and her breasts thrust up, hard nipples dancing. She reached down, grabbed my hands holding the two vibrators and thrust them inside with a force I couldn't believe hadn't injured her! She kept ramming them inside until I saw the familiar thrust of her orgasm. Only I wasn't prepared for this orgasm. This was something new. It started as all her other orgasms. As he returned to his hut after a day of strenuous exploration, a couple enterprising young women spent time with him, smiling and flirting, sitting close, even leaning up against him. He seemed to understand their meaning, but he shook his head. The next day he began a more thorough investigation of the valley walls, picking a section a day and exploring every foot of ground. The women tried again to pique his romantic or sexual interest, thinking he had perhaps been too tired at first. Then. We would go our seperate ways he playing the craps table me I love roulette. Then would meet up around midnight to compare how much we had lost. I suppose you could call us high rollers? Would think nothing of loosing $10,000 in an evening?Anyway it was right in the middle of our week there so either a tuesday or Wednesday I guess. One particular casino treated us very well my husband had done some business with them years before but they always remembered him. We would get picked up from hotel.