The afternoon went quickly, as we hiked the property over after eating. She wanted to back to the oak tree where we had eaten lunch, so we headed back...that direction. She stopped and turned to me as we got under the shade of the old oak and asked, "Would you consider fucking me right now?" As I nodded yes, she slowly unfastened her jeans and slid them down her slender legs. Already, I could see the wetness in the crotch of her panties, as she stepped out of her rolled up jeans, and started. " I'm on it Dale!" Thanks."As they had been walking towards the hotel Dale had used the communications crystal to alert his mates and bodyguards that they would be having company shortly. When the elevator doors opened Gabriela and Pantera found that they were entering directly into the Great room of the penthouse suite. One of the walls of the large room was mostly glass and offered a staggering view of the beautiful Sugar Loaf mount rising some 887 feet above the surf below. Pantera seemed. Emma stops spanking me. Her hand slips between my legs and brushes along my pussy lips. She knows I am wet. Very wet. I love the feel of her fingers. My sobbing continues as she rubs me. I raise my tummy and her fingers explore my pussy. I feel her flick my clit. Then again. I gasp. This time I cannot stop my gasps as she pushes her fingers gently inside me. In and out. I gyrate to increase the intensity. Emma says quietly, “Shush, my love. Let it happen.” I cum. Beautifully. A wonderful orgasm. Together we gently massaged away the imprint left on the tender skin of her thigh, while Lestat kissed her, his hand holding the flower of her wounded breast.Matt and I could smell her arousal, see the excited inner petals between her thighs as we backed away to sit on the other bed. She was so beautiful, Lestat was so handsome. Matt turned my head so he could kiss me, deep and long, his hand cupping my cheek, warm and strong and reassuring, making me feel beautiful, desired, so filled with.