Just lying there with him was enough to make my heartbeat irregularly fast and I even wondered at the fact that he couldn’t hear it, it thumped so v...olently I could feel it in my back and throat. Then rather abruptly and suddenly, I felt him cuddle me. He nuzzled into my neck, and self-conscious as I was about my body, I was completely relaxed, with his arm around my waist. I could feel him begin to rub the skin of my neck so very tenderly with the tip of his nose. The sensation alone was. I took my free hand and guided my cock to her pussy and rubbed it up and down her slit. “Say it, say you want me to fuck Beth. I want to hear you say it you dirty slut!” “Yes, yes, yes! I want it!” I plunged forward shoving my cock balls deep into Amy’s pussy. I was not gentle, this was not the time to be gentle. I held her arm pinned against her back as I fucked her. I reached up and grabbed a handful of Amy’s hair as I continued to pound her from behind. “You want to be there, you want to be. When he was driving me home one night, George asked me if I was ill because of my red rimmed eyes. I snapped, “No, my eyes are red from crying, and it’s all your fault!”I was expecting him to snap back at me or yell me for being insolent to an elder. He didn’t. He turned off the main road and took me to the house he shared with his girls. He took me inside and made tea for us. I drank the soothing hot liquid slowly and asked questions about how he came to have a three-girl harem. He explained. She hadn’t owned something like that since a long past Valentine’s Day many years ago. Her husband would certainly like it.“Oh, never mind this one is torn!” Samantha said, slipping her fingers through the slit in the panties. “They are all torn!” she exclaimed, checking one pair and then another. She was very puzzled as to why all of these new panties would be ripped down the middle.Julie giggled. “They are not torn, they are supposed to be that way; those are called crotch-less panties,.