From time to time the two females would exchange brief glances. Beatrice was lost in her thoughts about what she had done the other night. Vicky had f...rced her into it, and then Beatrice's own lust had taken over. Now, it was this same lust that was making her go with Vicky to the track.Beatrice had a feeling that there was something special about Jocko, and that was why Vicky was rushing to be near him. There just had to be something special about him. Something that Vicky hadn't said in. I had a whole lot of empty space in the two bathrooms and would have loved to store my clothes in there, but the damp steam would have done a number on them. The galley kitchen would never do since it was just outside the door and I also need all the space in there for food preparation.I stored my clean clothes in the living room. In order to do that I had a false four foot high wall made from almost clear shoe boxes. Above it there was an open clothes bar for my handing things. My thermal gear. She started moaning a bit loud now and her hands were on my back and on my hair.I caught her turned her around and made her on top of me and asked her to kiss me on my neck, chest and face. She removed my shirt went slowly on my face, then lips then to my neck and I gave a moan she licked my nipples and went down to my navel and removed my pants and kissed my legs and thighs but never touched my dick or even kissed it. We were constantly looking at each other but no words came from our. That's it, baby," moaned Lisa, pushing her big breasts together. Painted nails on pale flesh. "Fuck me. Fuck me," she gasped, flicking her tongue across one of her own erect nipples. "Fuck that pussy. But don't cum yet. Not yet." Lisa looked up at him and smiled. A wicked, dirty smile. "Fuck me in the ass," she whispered. Bumfelt's cock trembled inside her. He almost came. "I want you to fuck my ass," she repeated, pushing Bunfelt away. His hard, engorged cock slipped from inside her. She.