Jenny took a sip of the strong,sweet liqueur and arched her back as the passions rose in 'her' willingbody. The soft hissing susurration of satin on s...tin was loud in the softquietness of the room as the two lovers teased each other to a blazingpeak of passion. Jenny moaned as 'her' mother nipped the hard nipple, thenalmost screamed as she teased the slightly painful nubbin with soft glidesof her fingers. 'She' put down 'her' glass and reached forward to draw'her' mother close to her, pulling. “So, keeping tabs here ... four wishes down, two to go, missy,” Lucy winked at Monica, finding her as delightful as we all did, “and you’re right. That was one thing that infuriated me about Jehovah. He allowed homosexuality to happen ... and bisexuality, and then condemned people for acting on their urges and needs. He really is how John Milton, the character, not the poet, from Devil’s Advocate, described him. You know, a ‘tight-ass, a sadist, an absentee landlord.’ What a jerk! If you don’t. She dropped down onto my dick as I drove up into her pussy. I grabbed her hips where Frank had gripped her and began grinding myself against her clit, the head of my dick working against her cervix. Jessie had a grip on her head, stroking his dick quickly in and out of her mouth. I could feel her body trembling and more pussy juice flowing out as her orgasm neared. "Fuck me," I commanded her as I grabbed her nipples hard between my thumbs and forefingers, twisting and pulling on them. Her hips. "Nim," I call out. "I have a guest for you."I open the door and walk in. I look over to see him sleeping in the rocker, book curled in his hand, body slack with sleep. I motion Alys to sit at the table."Nim," I brush a lock of hair back. "Wake up sleepy head."He gives a mumble and tries to swat my hand."Come on love, we have a guest," I say tenderly into his ear.He breathing changes as he comes awake. "Did you call me love?" he opens his eyes by degrees."Yes. Love," I repeat."Very good," he.