Magarshi pushed and pulled her this way and that at his whim; he was always in charge, doing exactly what he wanted, when he wanted. A distant part of...her consciousness still couldn't believe she was allowing him to explore her so shamelessly, but the rest of her seemed to be on sexual auto-pilot and her arousal kept building. Giving in to her feelings, she began to enjoy this roughness and loss of control, reveling in the feeling of being forcefully used. She was almost limp when he pulled her. She felt thesame contractions with her forearm which was now up against theside of his big hard-on towering almost straight up."OK?" she asked softly and when he nodded she began to probe furtherup his ass, working her finger in and out while twisting it backand forth at the same time until she finally had most of her fingerburied in his rectum. The feeling was exquisite to Bobby. He wastense, but that only added to his arousal as he felt her movingher finger around. The sight of her breasts. Christie and Pam had had showers in their home, but MUCH smaller than THESE were, and they were enjoying taking a shower with 3 people, SO FAR, and STILL having plenty of room. They had joined Joyce in HER shower, and were thoroughly enjoying it, from the giggles and guffaws of laughter. Maria coerced Maria into shedding her clothes while they cooked. so they wouldn't get anything on them, and had donned aprons to protect themselves. Both enjoyed, not only cooking naked, but seeing each other. It indicated a narrowness of mind, even shrewishness. That was probably unfair, but an accurate description of the persona she projected. Gill’s skin was almost flawless, a small brown mole on her left breast was the only apparent defect spoiling a totally unblemished body. She wore no adornments, no jewellery. Her pubic hair was unshaved, a vee-shaped mass of black hair hid her genital region. She didn’t shave her arm pits either. Un-adorned, unsullied and in a completely natural state, she.