A random thought occurs: Strange, how sex, fight or flight are all so closely linked. He deliberately walks toward me, slowly, I walk backwards, until...the backs of my knees are touching the bed. The expression on his face is so intense, so arresting, I’m not sure what he plans on doing first. To my surprise, he stands in front of me, cups my face in both of his slightly callused hands, and kisses me… and kisses me… sliding his tongue along the seam of my lips so I’ll let him in, stroking his. “Push your fingers up.” As she heard Nina moan in reaction, Gretchen realized that the crotch seam in the shorts had split open and her fingers were now moving into Nina’s depths.She pushed them all the way in and grinned at Nina. “I think we just found you some new workout clothes, slut.”As she withdrew her fingers, she realized that she had full access to all of Nina’s pussy, and couldn’t resist the temptation to rub her fingers over the prominent clit of her slave. As she watched Nina’s eyes. Going from one cock to another sucking the other two guys on my left and right spittle and cum dribbling down my chin they were on the verge of loosing there loads but desperately held back wanting there turn on my pussy. I increased my stroking teasing them closer to climax.Let's change position. Greg announced realizing what I was doing to his back he spun me over so I was on him in sorta a doggie position.I was riding him there was a guy at the head of the bed feeding me his cock the feeling. Fast strokes, then slow, Laura kept varying the pace so that Wendy would get close to cumming then change it to make the sensation go down a little. I lost track of the number of times I saw that “almost there” look in Wendy’s beautiful eyes before Laura would stop the pace. It was sweet torture. “So Wendy, do you like it when a woman eats you? Do you like it when a woman sucks on your juicy cunt?” Laura asked. “Yessss…” Wendy stammered. “Do want me to keep kissing.