The room was very quiet now. All the men were eagerly waiting for what was to come. She slid the cock between her tits with one hand while pushing he... tit against with the other. My cock was jumping in my pants as I watched my wife tit-fuck herself with this fake dick. After a few moments of this, she then took the cock in both hands and moved it to her lips. She rubbed the tip of it slowly over her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and rubbed the tip over her bottom lip and the circled it. .. I shutter with fear at what it might to to this women... Why did it have to be such a strong animalistic woman?... My heart sinks as I think of her tongue....As if she is reading my mind I feel her tongue coil up my pant leg reaching all the way to to the top of my thigh... It stops just short of my balls. Her saliva is soaking into my thigh, for some reason my skin feels like it is on fire. I don't think it comes from my power.. Is this a part of her quirk?"I... I need to check. We had to fend off reporters in droves; with Sam and Marilyn driving, and with Camilla's famous photo as fuel, our incarceration had stayed well up in the news, and when the media learned we'd been released the phone calls started coming. A carload of enterprising reporters actually found their way to my cabin one afternoon. We were polite, we were pleasant, and we were boring. They'd thought we'd heard or seen something, it turned out we hadn't, they finally realized their mistake and let us. It was that primal urge that bade her eyes to follow Paul on his escape to the pine haven.It was no surprise that Glenda had never enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh. She was aware of her homeliness and accepted the matter-of-course disappointments when young men would choose one of the bikini girls over her. She knew that sex was a worthwhile pleasure. Her mother had never discussed it with her, but one day Glenda discovered her mother's "magic wand". She tried it out, just on the surface and.