My husband groaned behind me as he watched our daughter's firm tits jiggle as she shuddered. Her black hair danced about her naked shoulders. Her face...twisted with the rapture flowing through her.I devoured her with so much hunger. I feasted on her with every ounce of passion I possessed. I wanted her quivering. I wanted her shuddering. I wanted her gasping out in rapturous delight. Her whimpers were such a sweet melody to me. The way her face contorted. The way her nose twitched. Her eyes. Come full daylight, it should partially recharge, at least.”By the time they had found Ann’s carbine and empty power canister, Arlene had almost as much muck on her as Ann. As they stood to wipe the worst of the gore off each other, slinging their hands to try to get it off, Ann pointed to the blackened water of the swamp only a few feet away. “I hate to admit it, but even that stuff is better than wearing spider sludge for the rest of the mission.”“Shall we go for a swim, then?” Arlene said. Clamping his voracious mouth over them he sucked hard and then bit down on them, feeling their berry-like buds respond, grow taut and buffeted as he rolled them around with his tongue and teeth.The red-headed wife struggled with all her might, but her frantic squirming seemed only to excite the drunken engineer to more brutality and worsen her position. His powerful hips were being savagely ground into hers, and she could feel the growing hardness of his long thick cock under his pants. Her. BANG BANG BANG! "Just a minute, I'll be right there." I was wearing pajama bottoms that I had found in the dresser. Not just any pajama bottoms, but black silk pajama bottoms with red hearts on them! I slowly got untangled from Sarah. She just let out a soft moan and rolled over.I rushed to open the door. The Mexican skirt was about to pound on the door again. She looked at the pajama bottoms and stifled a giggle. She just said, "Phone" and turned and walked back to the open door to her room.