It was like every last semblance of inhibition had been snuffed out - Idon't know what my body did but my mind went as dead as a kitten pickedup by th... scruff of the neck.3."Wha da heh..."Wait. I didn't say that, I thought.I was looking down at a baby between my legs in a bathtub. My mind wasfoggy again but it was clearing faster this time. The baby was Josie -the baby I was just moments ago. That meant...I looked further down and sure enough, there were those perfect hints ofwomanhood. I was. Well she had a strap on belted up already because it was just a few seconds she was behind me squirting lube on my ass and fingering it in and then I felt her pressing the head of her cock against my helpless asshole. She said you just need to relax and you will end up enjoying this I promise. She just kept steady pressure and it just kept stretching me out until it finally popped in. She was a very merciful like a great master is and I knew she could give me a very good pounding if she. James looked like he stepped out of a picture from the nineteenth century. The way that he moved showed little of the fatigue he felt and the women began to swoon and swarm him. The curiosity had gotten the better of them. All were seeking the answer to the age-old question, "What is worn beneath a Scotsman's kilt?" "Only that which God has graced me with." "Nothing ma'am, everything is in fine working order." "If I were to wear anything beneath it, it would be a skirt." James was accustomed to. The kiss continued as Robert moved to position himself between her legs. With his own, he spread thighs wide, as wide as they could be spread. His hardness pressed against her mound, her hips raised themselves as if begging for him. They both wanted the same thing. They needed his shaft pumping inside her, the thought of which made him groan. He pulled his face back and uttered, ‘Not yet, darling.’ He raised himself from her, his hands exploring her heavy breasts, kneading them gently, from the.