.........she was moaning, moving around, her boobs, big, but not fully developed, were bouncing . She wasn't using any words, but making those noises ...ow too. I knew her sex noises and that was really getting to me." "I wanted to taste him, I really wanted a big taste, so when he wasn't in my mouth, I was talking to him about everything sexy I could possibly think about, words that I thought would get a boy going and make him shoot, and seeing him eating Rachel was getting me pretty hot, too.". It’ll be fun. You see!’ It surprised Amna just how much fun it actually turned out to be. She plunged the enormous phallus deeper and deeper into Fluff’s cunt, which had a capacity way beyond her own, and followed Fluff’s directions, as her lover put her fingers to Amna’s cunt and anus, massaging and arousing her clitoris and anus, on occasion getting almost her whole hand inside Amna’s cunt, and lifting her arse above her legs. A strange wave of pleasure communicated through her body. She was. It sounded quite civilised in an odd way. I didn’t see Dorothy the rest of the week, but on Sunday afternoon the sun was out and I was lying on a sunlounger on the lawn when she appeared, carrying a jug of something pink and two plastic glasses. “It’s a cocktail. I found the recipe online,” she said proudly. “Watermelon , freshly crushed, with Bacardi and that coconut one, what’s it called?” “Malibu?” “That’s it, Malibu.” She pulled over the other lounger and sat on it sideways, looking at. But his need for release was intense. More to the point, he'd been given a command. He slid his hand up to the tip and then commenced the familiar rhythm. Against orders, his eyes closed involuntarily. It didn’t take much before he came to a loud climax. He collapsed onto his heels, panting, his hands on his thighs. One of the handlers gently moved his left hand to the floor. The unseen person behind him set a silver tray on the floor on his right. It contained two stacks of small towels,.