I could feel belle getting wetter and wetter her juices running down my shaft, the mans cock felt hot aswell against my own, after a little while he t...ld belle to lift up and to place his cock in her ass with mine back in her fanny. She lowered herself down and began to ride us, I could feel the other mans cock through the thin wall of muscle between belle’s ass and pussy. Belle was in ecstasy as she rode us both, she was howling as each orgasm ripped through her body, I felt the mans balls. "No," I shouted and forced myself back making him loose his balance. My panicked voice told him that he cannot push the things further."Ok.. ok.. baby don't panic, I am not doing anything," he gave a final squeeze to my pussy and let me go. I quickly pulled my panty up and ran outside forgetting all about the mat. I ran to the beach buzzed with what has happened, I could still feel his hand on my pussy. Rest of the day he didn't bothered me and stayed away.Later in the night we have to travel. I think some people were in the kitchen.I let my eyes roam around the room.When I say that, I don’t mean that there was a pair of eyeballs floating in the air and wandering around the room like a matching pair of eyeball-sized blimps – with ads for spectacles on the sides and tiny little cabins underneath for the ant-sized pilots to sit in and steer. That wasn’t happening, which is a good thing because that would be weird. No, the eyeballs were firmly stuck in my head. I want to be clear about. Darker days than these were. I’ll tell you this much, though: people who get all bent out of shape moaning about the ‘good old days’ drive me nuts. You think society’s a mess now? Try living with separate drinking fountains. ‘Anyway. Territories. I’m friends with the dominant who lives here in Seattle. He’s a really nice guy named Michael. He knows we’re here and he’d probably forgive a transgression or two, but I’d rather not even have the issue.’ ‘So he considers all these people his?’ ‘No,.