"I want to feel you inside me now," she panted as she removed herdress. Turning round, she let out a moan as Rick entered her frombehind and rhythmica...ly but gently thrust to and fro. As Rick continuedto pump in and out, Rachel felt her own arousal until, simultaneously,they both climaxed, a little uncomfortably for Rachel who was stillwell and truly constricted by her now soaking underwear. She turnedover to face Rick and, pulling his head close to her kissed himpassionately.Rick was soon. “I still don’t get how males and flocks work,” Ben continued. “So, males don’t have their own flocks? Only females have flocks, and when males are mature, they have to find a flock of females to join? Then, it’s like they’re having a relationship with ... all of its members?”“It has always been that way,” Mizi replied with a shrug. “There are roughly six females born for every male, it’s part of our biology.”“What happens if only five of the six females like him?” Ben asked. “Does the sixth. .. Hey, Maggie! ... Oh ... Oh ... Really? Tomorrow? Right. My office. Right ... Wow! I'll tell her. Bye." And what was that?" Well, Maggie, of course. She just had a call from some fancy lawyer who wants to talk to me. His firm is representing the aboriginal land claims here in Western Australia. He's going to call me tomorrow." Thank God it's not today!" Remember, Maggie warned me about the aboriginal land claims. I'll have to look it up, but it's a lot of the state. Chaz might know." See. Unbuttoning one button at a time, I press my lips to each patch of warm wet skin as it is exposed. I can feel your fingers in my wet hair, on my face, beneath my blouse, pulling the sticky, damp fabric aside to caress my stomach, my back. Finally peeling your shirt away, I find that your hands have freed me from my blouse as well, and the only thing between your warm chest and my nipples is the sheer black lace of my bra. Sensitive from the cold, wet lace, they stand at attention, reaching.