I lived in a small village, with about 1000 inhabitants, located close tothe rim of the inhabited world in what was know prior to the fall as"South Am...rica". It was mainly an agrarian culture, which lived mostlyfrom the subsistence agriculture. Nevertheless some commerce and industrystill existed and the main institution responsible for this was themonastery, which, therefore, dominated the local economy.I had an active sex life. Being at that time a 29 years old male I had"known" most of the. That night my dreams of Chloe were far more frightening than any statistical questions. If I hadn’t known she was in her own room, not mine, I would have thought she was in bed with me. But I was her victim. In my dreams she was riding me but impossibly tall. While my tool was clamped inside her demanding pussy, my face was below her breasts. They were just above my head. Chloe seemed to be a giant succubus, draining me of everything except submission to her. Whenever my erection subsided from. Her fingers squeezed his cock and she could feel it stiffen in her grip."Mmmmmmm," she said, rubbing it back and forth, "it's big, but I hope you know how to use it." His prick bulged out of his tight pants, growing longer and harder with each stroke of her hand."Go ahead, baby," he said. "Let's see if you're all talk or not."Judy leered at him. "Sure, baby, anything you want." She unzipped his pants really slow, making sure the guys in front could hear her do it.Mike turned around to watch as. To distract her I slipped my hand behind her and began to rub her ass. Then I lifted her skirt and got down the back of her panties and rubbed her slit. She was wet and my fingers found home in a hurry. I had my thumb in her g-spot and my index finger on her clit and she was wet as El Nino!She had to stop sucking me as she was a little too excited to concentrate, and she pushed the blanket back off her head for a little fresh air but kept my cock hidden under soft hair. I knew she was going to.