Very wet , slippery, soft and warm…slowly I enter one more finger also in and now make back and forth motion with my fingers while my tongue is play...ng on her clit… Ohh yes I hear her moan louder and her hip movement is wilder and she bit her teeth tightly and her grip on back of my head (hair) is tightening…. Oooohhh yes she is cumming… mmmmmsssss…… Oh I increase the thrust and and she comes to a standstill and leaned (fell) on my head… Now I slowly got on my knees and took my cock and rubbed. Even a thread might bind a god that mortals would break without thought.”“They don’t change places, do they, Pol?” Margaret asked.Wesley laughed. “That’s ridiculous.”There was a long pause and Wesley knew he had misspoken. He was drawn back in his mind to the patterning of the rostrum. He was sure there was a connection.It was Pol who once again broke the silence.“It is time to go.” He marched down the Cancer Avenue. It had been named by the group according to the sign on the rostrum in that. She didn't, of course, and his eyes were riveted to the narrow gap at the top of the slit in her gown by the hint of a confirming glimpse. She reached out and took the now empty cup from his unfeeling fingers. "Tell me your name," she said, abruptly changing the subject."Ah ... my name? Oh, Rod," he stammered, blinking and dragging his eyes back up to meet her own. "My name is Rod..." Rod," she interrupted. "That's a nice name, a strong, masculine name. You like being here with me, don't you,. The leader of the other side was brute of man, 300 pounds and as rough as can be. He had a reputation for being vicious in his treatment of the prisoners.He walked in to the room wher the brother were shackled to chairs, naked and guarded by an armed men. The leader looked them up and down and without hesitaion began to strip. "This can happen two ways" he announced "I can **** both of you viciously or one of you can give yourself to me. With that he removed his last piece of clothing to reveal.