I bucked against her and suddenly felt the tip of something slippery but hard at my arse. I could not turn, Ivanova held my face tight as the dildo pr...ssed against my rear entrance and slowly but inexorably entered me. I was full, two dildos working into me in time together. Hands on my shoulders and at my face held me there, my dress up, my breasts still covered by the silk of it but hard against Ivanova’s naked body. I was close to orgasm. I had never felt such arousal. Such abandon. I saw,. After I sat, she climbed onto my lap with her thighs straddling mine. Then she bore in for more kissing.My hands started their path up under her sweater, caressing the soft flesh along her back. Up and down her back they went. After about the third trip, it dawned on me what was different. There was no bra strap. Missy had ditched the bra sometime after lunch.She backed off and smiled. "I took it off while you were talking to Gail, John."I started to reach around for her unfettered breasts, but. He fired the last round in his shotgun at the fleeing cars. He pulled his pistol and emptied it in the direction of the cars. He screamed as the last car disappeared behind a bend in the road, “I’m going to fucking kill each and every one of you bastards! You are dead meat! Do you hear me? I’m going to kill you as fucking slow as I can!”Glen collapsed on the road, losing the contents of his stomach. Tears blinded him as he retched. He stayed there for at least ten minutes, on his hands and. “No. No getting high on women, for me, or at least. That is one course that is not on my menu.” I fell into my verbal, erotic groove. “I’m not much for words, either, when I fuck. It is mostly grunts, groans, ‘fuck-fuck-fuck’.” Husband picked up on my theme. “So just unintelligible caveman sounds?” I corrected him. “Cavewoman sounds, and some, had you been there instead of Seattle, you would have heard me scream how much fatter his cock is than yours.” “Fatter?” “Yeah. And his dick is longer,.