"But it's probably all muddy now." Maybe," said Frank Jr. "But I bet it's cool." He started taking off his shirt. "We can call it a bath."Becky's mind...chewed on that. She remembered their last bath, and married that with what had just happened in the tree."You just want to see me in my altogether," she accused."I'll look the other way until you're in the water, if you want," he said. "All I'm thinking is that it's hot, and that the water will be cool." He dropped his shirt and undid his pants.. But if we killed Amanda...”“Then you’ve officially gone too far. Invictus will claim you crossed a line, and they’ll engage in war. The Prince will be put in a difficult position, because she wants to stay hands off, but she can’t just let the covenants go to war, not in the streets.”“We never wanted the Prince to—”“You were naive to think you could fight the Invictus, and she wouldn’t get involved eventually, Tilly. Christ, I’ve talked to her a thousand times about this. If you idiots only. Well, for all the reasons I originally chose you still hold true."Steve stared at Kimberly's face for acknowledgement, but soon his eyes lowered to her pale breasts. They were lovely. At 35c they weren't very large, but had wide, pale areoles and long, thick nipples."Play with your tits and nipples," he ordered.Kimberly turned bright red, but her hands covered her breasts and her fingers sunk into the spongy flesh -- squeezing again and again. When she pinched her nipples, they were already. Beth's eyes flew open when the first blast hit her cervix. “Oh, God!”, she said, jerking my ass, holding my shaft in place, “Oh my fucking God! What in the fuck are you doing to me? Oh, fuck!” My bucket of cum kept dumping, hitting bottom, splashing back, leaking out. I'm sure I'd filled Callie just as much, at one time or another, but I couldn't remember when. As I collapsed on her, our lips met, again. For the next ten minutes, we kissed...and kissed...and kissed. Again, I couldn't remember.