The pleasure it brought her was even more intense as her brother didn’t falter.As her orgasm came to an end, Sam again began thrusting even deeper. ...He could feel himself reaching her cervix and the feelings it provided both of them was intense. He was unsure if her screams were of pleasure or pain, but he decided to keep going until she told him otherwise.Sam could feel himself building up. “Luce, I’m going to cum…” He panted.Her eyes widened and she tried to talk between gasps. “Sammy,. .entwined in the soft pubic hair rising above yourclitoris, speaks plainly enough to anyone willing to listen. Ittells me that you need, you want, you must have my cock, yourhusband's cock, any cock inside of you. Would you like to milk mycock with your cunt, dear Linda?" "Yes, yes I'd like that..." "I know you would. Peter, give me your hand." Holding Linda's left buttock apart with my left hand, I feltWilliam grasp my right hand by the wrist. He guided it down andplaced it. Lifting up one arm he sneered at me,"Can tell you love me stinky pits,don't'chya,k**? Well,you's gonna start me off by getting yer lil' tongue in there and lick me man-sweat off,DO IT" Oh,hell,this was bliss.Standing on tip-toe I sunk my face into his hairy,sweaty pit and started suckling and slobbering,getting all his morning's worth of ripe,tangy sweat in my mouth! Tony was groaning like an a****l and urging me to lick his 'fuckin' pits clean'."Oooh,fuck yeah,ya lil' perv'.Now get that wet. I scoffed at the early efforts, they were so ungainly it was a wonder they could propel even their own weight, let alone carry a driver. I could tell just by looking that they would tear themselves to pieceshortly.I studied the art, and used novel materials. Just because it was commonly called a horseless buggy doesn’t mean it needs wooden wheels like a wagon. The trick was to find the balance between strength and weight, instead of just building the strength to carry the weight.I found that.