He takes a knife out of his boot, cutting up the back of your shirt, now you are totally naked, laying under the knee of a stranger. The only thing yo... can notice about this stranger is his smell and his hands. He smells of....man. Oozing testosterone, commanding to take what he wants. You notice his hands are rough and strong. He works with his hands, they are calloused, strong and large. He takes your shirt and puts it around your neck, twisting it tight, not pulling but using a twist, so the. “I’ll just change into something more appropriate.” “No need,” she said unexpectedly as she took my hand and pulled me to the sofa. How I ended up sitting next to Jenny in my towel, I couldn’t say. “So, uh,” I eventually squeaked out as I gazed into deep pools of oak and chestnut. “What did you wanna talk about?” My train of thought came to halt, as a pair of soft lips pressed lightly onto mine. For a moment I was frozen, until something inside willed me to kiss Jenny back. As if I was. “Where is Abhijit?” I asked as I sat down for dinner. “He is working the night shift today,” she replied. We exchanged a few more pleasantries and started eating our food.Now, Ketkee was sitting right in front of me, and whenever I needed something, she would lean forward to help me with that. Whenever she leaned, I could see her sweet cleavage through her shirt. As a result, my body was reacting with a strange urge to grab them and squeeze those ripe oranges.But I forced myself to control. I. The head of his cock suddenly poised itself against her shitter, and he shoved, testing the waters. She wasn't as tight as she might have been, since Marita had had a finger or two reaming her ass for several minutes. The small, pointy tip of his cock entered her shit-hole with almost ridiculous ease, nosing its way into Nicole's taut asshole.And then he shoved, a bit harder, and the shaft of his cock pushed itself through her snug ass-ring."Aaaahhhhh!" Nicole shrieked.She'd had him in her.