She’s workingher pussy against me in a rhythmic pace, just like she wasmaking love to my mouth. She’s cooing and whimpering. Shetells me w...en she’s going to cum.I suck on her clit much faster now. Working it in and outof my mouth. It’s swollen and huge. I press my fingerfirmer against her insides, and work my hand in and out ofher pulsing hole. I can feel her muscle spasms. I can feelthe juice starting to really flow out of her. I slipanother finger inside of her. I feel. "Okay Boy Scout," Bob was saying, "you want to fuck with me? Lets see what that gets you."He turned to the door, entered and stood aside. Drones poured past him. Melody started to come out of the kitchen, saw the men, screamed and ducked back in.The drones went after her. Whoever was holding the camera was right behind them. As it entered the kitchen April was pulling a knife out of a drone's neck and swinging it at the next closest one. Melody was behind her. April slashed them with her knife. “Of course, Milord.” The Count’s cultured voice mixed well with the nobles. They had similar accents.We moved to where he had pointed, but then something distracted him and any softness fled from the Prince’s features as he scanned the room.I bristled at his cold greeting, which carried a condescending tone. Indeed, I struggled not to let out a sigh. “This guy is your typical silver-spooned egotist,” I thought.“This is your friend?” he asked the Count, stiffly.“He knows my wife,” I said. The. I touched her pussy lips with my tongue, finding her clitoris. I may have found her clit in the complete ignorance of it's existence. I'm not sure that I even knew what a clitoris was, or that it was a woman's most sensitive spot, but I found it with my tongue as if I had been guided there by some force outside myself. I wanted to please her. She was wet with her own juices and growing wetter by the second. I opened the soft pink lips of her pussy and slid a finger inside her, then another. .