Once we entered the room, my wife was excited and started to strip down her clothes without even closing the door. I had never seen her so excited lik... this before.She jumped into the bed and asked me to lick her pussy! Her pussy was cleanly shaved. I didn’t want to lose that opportunity either so I started to lick down my wife’s pussy like a hungry kitty. I could see Katy’s eyes were closing in orgasm and she was moaning out loud. I was sure that my friend Siva must have heard my wife’s. There was a pair of panties with an open crotch, that looked like it had never been worn. Hardest to find were the random pieces of paper with short, erotic stories written on them, complete with quick drawings to accompany it. But the best finding - besides the shoe box under the bed - was a the manuscript of an erotic novel, signed by Riley herself. It was the tale of a young woman, captured and used against her will, who, after she had finally been able to escape, tracked down every last one. ..but was stopped by his hands on her shoulders.“Did I tell you to stand up, slave?”Startled, she looked up at him. “N-no, Sir, but I -”“Go on, then.”For a moment Diana thought he wanted her to perform her assignment in her kneeling position, but quickly realized: No.She got down on her hands and knees.Her skirt had landed within reach, so she picked it up with one hand and placed it at James’ feet, doing her best to fold it neatly as she did so. The nearest item after that was one of her. " He held her chin, turned her head and nibbled that sensitive space below her ear. His sister's throat vibrated with a moan. He placed a hand on her pubic mound, grasped her crotch bone and pulled, grinding his stiffness into the cushion of her butt. Deana twisted her head around, searching for his lips. Kissing Deana was Evan's heroin, and he had to have more. Deana's mouth was angry with passion. She bit his lip and tugged on it. Her eyes blazed with an intensity that scared him. She.