His head at the foot of the bed. His legs are beside my head. I snake my hand up his pant leg and started rubbing around his knee. He groaned and pull...d his jeans and boxers down. "Here, if you want to rub something," and pulled his cock free. Both of us scooted closer together. His hand slides under the blanket and finds my wet, sticky, slipper pussy. He starts rubbing my clit and feeling my entire pussy. I feel his finger slide inside and I know that it won't be long before I cum. I keep. ”“Shall we go?” I asked in an attempt to hurry them along.“Yes. I’m starving!” Emily answered.“Me too,” Emma chimed in.- - - - -As I sat with those two gorgeous girls and enjoying their company, I keep asking myself how I could be so lucky as to have Emily as a neighbor and Emma as her friend. I tried to envision making slow love to each of them. Emily, with her long blonde hair, would certainly be a good lay. And Emma, with her short platinum blonde hair and sexy bangs, might be an even better. The fact that I felt a burning (no not that kind of burning) need to find someone to fuck was strange because it felt so at odds to the rest of the situation. I sat on a ruined throne, gazing at the titanic chunks of stone torn from the ceiling and walls in some great battle that had ended my predecessor, in a great spire that wrapped itself around the highest of the sheer, misty peaks that dotted the indistinct landscape below. An air of grandiose malice hung low in the air, and yet my. “Keep going,” Joe demands, even though she hadn’t stopped. Bra and panties fall to the floor next, and she stands pretty confidently in the middle of his room. She has reason to be; his cock is rock hard in his hand from watching her.“Well, come on! Put that pretty mouth of yours . . . to good use.” He shuffles to the edge of the bed, legs wide open and his cock pointing straight up.“You could at least be more imaginative” Emma says casually, kneeling down . . . now naked in front of him.Joe.