The harder he pulled on her tit the more vigorously she stroked him. He took hold of her buttocks and massaged them with his palms. His fingers bent i...to her crack and slid down to where wisps of her wet pubic hair jutted out. Soon his fingers were gliding between her folds. The forest woman moaned and after pulling her breast away from his mouth she handed him the other. He sucked and tugged and probed. And she moaned and stroked. Suddenly she jerked her body away from Lenken and walked toward. Luckily John had managed to keep the nursing mothers hydrated enough through the ordeal that none of them had their milk dry up. John put the giant spoked wheels back on the palanquin, turning it back into a carriage again, and made the front axle articulated, attaching it in the middle of the carriage only, and adding a pair of levers and a seat so someone riding on top could sit comfortably and turn the wheels slightly.He was grateful that the thin brass rims didn't weight that much, or he. “I feel sorry for Peter, and I’d fuck him with you to show him a good time.” Amber smiled.“So we’re on the same page. And Steve? You’re ok with me fucking him?”“It’d be pretty hypocritical of me to stop you, wouldn’t it?” Brit smiled and began licking Amber again, reaching her hands up and pushing her back onto the bed.“You’ll have to pretend to be new to this,” Amber said, starting to feel her body let go.“That’s more your problem than mine sweetheart,” she said, finally reaching down with her. She would go to the ladies heads and dig around in her handbag and pull out her makeup, lingerie and heels. She applied heavy makeup and lots of perfume and took off her ‘granny’ knickers and tights and slipped into sheer stockings, silky panties and suspender belt. She lubricated her back passage in anticipation that Knocker wouldn’t, then kicked off her work shoes and slipped into her high-heels.She did this not because she wanted to make PO Knocker White particularly happy, she wanted to get.