He made to stop moving. “Don’t stop,” I gasped. “Keeping going! Don’t ever stop!” As he kept stroking, I jumped at the sensitivity but con...inued pumping cum onto his chocolate fingers. He didn’t stop moving his hand until I pulled away to turn around. My arms were around him and my tongue was in his mouth in a second. We kissed until saliva was dripping from our chins. We stood holding each other under the water for a long time until I started to feel the hot water failing. I reached for the. There were photos ofthem engaged in a sixty-nine and the daughter had her mouth open over hermother's pussy and her mother likewise. This series extended into one thathad each of them inserting dildos, numerous fingers and in the end theyfisted each other.Until the point where the dildos started to fly in this series of shots, Ihad largely forgotten mum's dildo. When I saw the first couple of shots, Ireached out for the dildo, rubbing it up and down between my pussy lipsagain. This got me. Perhaps a quarter of an hour. No longer. Nor shorter for that matter.“You may open them now!” the scissor bird announced.And so she did and in doing so discovered that she was now covered in a variety of ribbons in every imaginable color and, she had to admit, at least to herself, in some hues that she’d never imagined.“Ta da!” crowed the pincushion as he did a quick jig alongside her thigh.“Try to move!”Giggling a little, Alice did just that, discovering that, with a little effort she could. I agreed to be ready in the morning to deploy with the troops he sent to pick the weapons up. It was a good thing that we went as each cache was booby-trapped. Once he disarmed each cache, it was quickly and efficiently loaded into the crates below the sleds and tenders and flown home. There, the weapons were checked and cleaned before being catalogued. Then they were split between our various locations. Any that weren’t needed immediately would be stored in a huge, secure armory.I heard back.