Heather looked to Steve and smiled. She gave him a look like “Should I?”Steve smiled back, mouthing “If you want to, go for it.”Heather looked...back at Kitty, “I’m willing if you’re going to.” Kitty ginned reaching behind her releasing her bra setting in the table. Heather followed her lead releasing her tits.The next song was a slow one. “Finally, a slow song,” Kitty said grabbing Steve. She held Steve tight rubbing her breasts against his naked chest. Kitty slipped her hands about his butt. Pussy juice sprayed out, streaking his hairy black muzzle. He whined and whimpered and growled as he worried at her pussy. His big head jerked like a terrier shaking a rat.Karen was rising towards the crest again, getting hotter and creamier with every tongue-stroke.The doggy could sense that--could scent and taste her rising urgency, her smoldering need. Perhaps, with some bestial instinct, some doggy wisdom inherent in his genes, the brute realized that the girl was in no condition to resist. Roughly the same 5'6" as me, almost smooth, just a touch of chest hair between his well formed Pecs. His stomach was cut enough to wash cloths on, and his cock was nestled in a trimmed bush of blond hair, and what a cock it was. Even soft it looked big, and considering his size, it seemed out of place. He turned me around and softly kissed my lips, then got a little rougher, pulling my face into his. I opened my mouth and gladly accepted his invading tongue. As we stood there kissing I felt his. Gillen had finally settled the matter by pointing out that, as the princess’ champion, it was Yren’s duty to drive her coach.The second carriage was not nearly as crowded as the first, with only Elva, Issa and Chugad within it. Despite his protests, Bremer rode with her father on the driver’s bench. Teran and Ranger Scollaw rode on their horses just behind the second coach, bringing up the very rear.Having switched with the princess, Bena looked out from the window between the coach and the.