"Well I do have a nice clean pussy for you my love and it has been a while since we made love." Using her knees she rocked back and forth feeling her ...usbands' 8 inch cock sliding in and out of her pussy from the tip to the base. "Play with my breast honey, suck on my nipples." Joyce bent over from the waist and James lifted her t-shirt up to her collar bone and cupped both breast together until he could get both nipples into his mouth at the same time then he began sucking on them, nibbling on. Her uniform was similar to that of any air hostess, but the skirt was shorter than most, showing her bare legs to great advantage. The blouse bearing her name, Shafiqa, embroidered on it seemed to be a size too large for her and she was obviously wearing no brassière. Every time she bent over to put a coffee, or a drink or his food on the small table in front of him the neck of the blouse gaped, giving him a perfect view of her plump breasts, often letting him see where the olive skin changed. Dave and I talked and drank beer for a couple of hours when we both noticed a nicely built guy walking towards us. He said his name was Fred and asked if he could join us. We both agreed and asked him if he was alone. Fred said regrettably yes, his friend left with someone else. We told him that he could hang with us if he wanted. I got up to use the bathroom. When I returned Dave and Fred were laughing. I asked them what's so funny. They admitted that they were lovers and that they like to. Logan offered what he hoped was a friendly smile. “Hello. How do you feel?”“I...” She shook her head. “What happened? Where am I?”He gestured around his head. “Both very good questions. This is our ... well, “home” is a bit overly optimistic. You were attacked by a big, horny demon. We helped you. Don’t you remember?”She was a long time answering. Confusion passed across her face like a shadow, then dawning fear. “Your Master tricked me! You are hunters!”The word “master” struck much too close.