* ‘Here we are,’ said the obnoxious butterfly-woman. ‘Thank you,’ said Valo. Five days of listening to the purple-winged butterfly’s chit-ch...t. Her voice in his ears had been worse than the sunlight in his eyes. ‘Now, let me have the picture,’ said the butterfly-woman, for what had to be more than the hundredth time. ‘I’ll hand it to her myself,’ said Valo, protectively holding a hand over the holster he kept the precious sheet in. The butterfly looked like she was about to protest. ‘We will. .. wait... ?"Her husband had pinned her to the bed. She was helpless. His hands were all over her, at first he pulled the sheet from her, then her filmy nightgown. She was stark naked, on the bed... but still she resisted him, stoutly, as he clutched and squeezed at her soft, sensitive flesh, his fingers digging, cruelly, into the pliant mounds of her full-orbed breasts. He was like a madman... and she didn't know how to cope with him.Then, as she had watched in helpless horror, Jay had pulled. First all my dreams came true, and then all my worst nightmares did. But, that's for later.I worked a little at the coffee shop, just a few hours a week but at least it was something. And Cait had a job too and she was working a lot more hours than I was so we didn't get to hang out as much as I had hoped we would but I stayed at their place anyway because then at least we spent the evenings and the nights together and when Cait's mom and dad were both home we were a bit careful but when it was. Mary collapsed on top of me and we rolled onto our sides, Mary spooning me from behind, the dildo still buried up my twat. Mary breasts and hard nipples pressed delightfully into my back and her arms wrapped around my body, running up and down my sides, groping my breasts, caressing my thighs while she kissed the back of my neck and shoulders. I turned my head and captured her lips in a kiss. I shifted onto my back, the dildo popping out of my cunt and we made out, softly and gently, our hands.