It wasn't painful, but it scratched just enough to enhance the pleasure. Every once in awhile, she would feel herself getting wetter and the hairs wou...d become slick. This drove her responsiveness to new heights.Focusing on this pleasure allowed Sophia to become aware of Amelia's hands holding her wrists to the mattress. Strangely, she didn't feel any actual sensation in her arms. Although it was pretty clear that it was useless to try to escape, she had no desire to. This is how she wanted. As his lips reached her upper chest, she arched her back and nestled back into the corner of the couch. For years, he had stolen glimpses down her shirts, aching to see more than just some magnificent cleavage and a fancy bra. At last, he had his opportunity to see what he'd been craving all this time. The areola were about the size of silver dollars and dark, covered with those small bumps he'd always found irresistible. The nipples were thimbles perched at the tips of her breasts, now. ‘Wo yeaaa!,’ I said, my orgasm reaching an abrupt end like it always did, and my eyes opening like the sped up footage of a blossoming flower. ‘Like a ticket to Venice t’was that.’ I laughed a little and then, breathing out, looked down at Victoria, her angelic self still cast away in some unknown, foreign dream, before slowly removing my alcohol drenched slug of a cock from her mouth. After that I allowed my eyes to absorb the sight of a thick trail of cum that oozed from the corners of her. They were large dark holes on the rocky side of a hill near a stream. The holes were deep enough to hide in.We reached the caves. Sean had some pot. We smoked it up and were actually having fun with Sean, laughing our heads off. We decided to let him in on our secret about the vines.Nicely stoned, we made our way there. As soon as he saw it, Sean flipped out about how awesome it was. That made us feel pretty good."No shit! Look at that!" Sean said pointing up to the nest. He scrambled up the.