I can hear the soft intake of breath as my finger tips rub slowly over the sensitive spot at the edge of your neck but I continue my slow exploration,...finger tips gliding slowly down from the edge of your shoulder over your chest in a slow wide circle following the contours of your chest. The circle slowly shrinking as my finger tips near your nipple, fingers lifting until only one finger brushes lightly against it.Lifting my hand I lean closer the heat of my body radiating against your ribs as. She rolled her hips, bringing moans from Chantelle. Lamia’s tongue slid about my cock as she sucked me. I shuddered in delight, her fingers sliding down to pet and stroke my pussy. She shoved two fingers into my cunt, twirling them about as my cock throbbed in her mouth.“Suck my wife's cock,” moaned Chantelle. “Make her cum so hard. Drink all her cum down like a good girl.”“She's definitely that,” I panted, leaning over and capturing my wife's lips in a kiss. Heat burned through me as I moaned. As he tried to turn around Denise snarled and grabbed his head, pushing it harder between her legs. "Don't you stop licking my pussy, you fucker! You lick till I tell you to stop"! Amy then stood up. She had on a silver metallic dildo and was sliding oil up and down on the entire shaft it as she prepared to ram Chris with it."This will teach you to cheat on me...Amy give it to him," Denise growled. She watched as Amy got behind Chris and got on her knees on the bed and took 2 fingers and spread. It could fire a larger version of the hand grenade. We all thought that was an excellent idea; we could use eight spaced out with two on each side of the fort. Nobody knew exactly how to build one, but there were pictures in the library. We could use the pictures as a starter toward designing our own. For ammunition, we could use cans large enough to house a full stick of dynamite. If it worked as well as we hoped, we could even mount one at the steam engine. One of the engineers was put to.