“I should get up,“ she thought.But she didn’t. She kept wrestling in her mind with what she should do. The hand kept circling lower, and was now...caressing her ass. She didn’t want to admit it, but it felt so good. No one had caressed her like that in the three years since her husband left.Then she felt a second hand on her thigh, caressing gently. The first hand then moved to her other thigh. Also caressing gently. Both hands kept moving upward and inward. Karyn held her breath wondering what. Jennifer wouldn’t even shake my hand as we left.”Lisa said, “I’m not surprised. It’s a lengthy story but we have time. First, I want to know what will be expected of me.”“I’m not sure how to explain or answer that. You would be a partner in our group fight for survival. I think I can speak for Ed and Bert that nothing more than normal expectations appropriate to any other person would be expected of you. I will fight to protect your right to be free and chose and to stay with someone or no. But unlike before, it was forced into my asshole! MMM?! I moaned in surprised as I felt the large toy slide deep into my rectum. Finally, the twins comment made sense. I started wondering if the massive strapon being shoved deeper and deeper into my asshole was a good thing, but never managed to finish the though as I soon felt an identical spear being thrust into my pussy. By then, the tears had cleared from my eyes and I could clearly see what was happening. The twin seated beneath me had her. I close my hands on her face ... either side … pressing inwards. I might not let her go. Slick with sweat, I defile her with reverence. Or revere her with defilement. Every. Inch. Of. Her. Mother-fucking-fine-body. She likes it ... no, she loves it! No holds barred with this woman ... this whore. And she does scream, many times … Later I roll over on my back and let her rock her world all over me. Fuck if she doesn’t. She straddles me, ass to my face, reverse cowgirl, tangled hair swinging. And.