"Oh my God..." he breathed as he explored with his fingers. My breathing became quick. I put my forearms against the wall for support as he found my s...eet spot. I moaned and thrust against his hand as his fingers rubbed faster in a circular motion. My moans echoed throughout the empty bathroom and I couldn't think of anything as pressure built up in my lower abdomen and he thrust two fingers into me and pumped them in and out and my mind went utterly blank and I died a million tiny deaths,. She’d taken one of the little bottles of moisturising cream from the shelf on the wall of the wet room and she poured it into her cleavage. I moved in ready to slide my straining shaft between Babs’ boobs, but before I tit-fucked her there was time for more foreplay. Babs’ nipples were up with arousal, sticking out like little deep pink corks and well lubed with the cream. She gasped with pleasure as I crouched down and licked her nipples, flicked them with my thumbs, then stood and tickled. Oluth had taken to throwing my wardrobe hundreds of yards ahead of us and catching up to it. He argued that it was better than lugging it everywhere, and that he found it strangely satisfying. Fortunately the old thing is sturdier than a ship, so it could take the abuse for a while at least. When we reached the tree line, Saela seemed to melt into it. She'd be in the branched above us showing us to a clearing or stream one moment, a disembodied voice hidden by foliage the next. Her people, it. He wasn't as tense afterwards. "Oh, I will be." I gave a friendly smile. Reassuring him made me feel better. I lubed me and him up and slid my cock into the entrance of his ass. He moaned a little. I looked down at him, still ontop of him, missionary-style, sort of. His eyes and mine met, and I pushed into him gently. He whimpered and held onto me , what seemed to him, for dear life. I pushed a little more and stopped, allowing him to adjust to my member being inside of him. He smiled,.