Stephen almost nuzzled into the feeling of her hand but her hand pulled his face closer to her breast. Even though his face didn't touch them he could...feel their warmth. Carol noticed his foot began to jiggle and felt that he was getting close. "Just tell me when," she told him. Stephen's eyes closed as he got closer to the end and his head arched back against the pillows. "Almost there," he whispered. "Almost there." His hand moved to the inside of his thigh. It was like electricity. I did not let her know that I know she likes me and behaved properly as I had decided to irritate her to that level from where she could not resist me, and become my sex slave.She brought tea for me and other snacks and I chatted for an hour but did not bothered her to change the topic on Sex or love, she tried it two three times but I ignored. I could see a line of anger on her face then I left her.Latter in the evening when my second aunt Geet inquired about what I thought about Priya aunt I. Ashleigh was wobbly, just barely keeping upright to prevent hanging herself. Raven had been close and was shifting her legs back and forth to soothe her pent-up arousal. Fluids of different sorts oozed, dripped, and ran from each of them. The blacksmith was appalled."I uh .. guess you've learned your lesson. Each of ya."He removed the nail from Raven's hinge and freed her. A whack with the hammer made short work of the lock and Ashleigh was released as well. Both girls crumpled into heaps onto. She barely had time to catch her breath when she felt John’s cock sliding against the lips of her pussy.‘There’s something wrong,” she thought, ‘I need to tell him something.’Her eyes flew open as he pushed inside her. He wasn’t extraordinarily big, but she wasn’t ready for it when he shoved it in. Then she was lifted off the desk and held tightly in place. John’s hands cupped her behind and her legs dangled awkwardly from his elbows as he thrust inside her again and again.When he pushed.