“We can’t be done so soon babe” he said thrusting his dick into my anus once again as he pulled up the sheets for covering, his hands balanced o... mine, above my head on the bed as he went in and out. “Uh yes. Some more, fuck, yes” he moaned in pleasure. I held on to the sheets tightly and buried my face in the pillow to muffle the sound of my moaning, but I could still be heard for it was so mind-blowing.He bent further massaging my back as his dick stroke me relentlessly, his hands got under. "Amy and Jill were just fine."Judging from the way they had been pawing their bodies, I was alsopretty sure Amy and Jill had started off in other forms at thebeginning of the show.I excused myself and walked over to them quickly. Pulling them aside, Iasked, "Okay, what I am about to tell you might sound strange, but didyou girls change during the show? I mean, were you once guys?" They both looked at me with wide eyes and shook their heads up anddown. I sighed, and held them close.In a. "Then raising her champagne glass to him she waited for him to pick up his own — Mike was amazed that he could actually pick it up by himself — and clinked hers to his. "To us, Mike! And to a marvelous weekend. I hope it proves to be as memorable for you as I'm sure it will be for me." They each sipped the wine and Mike suddenly realized it was utterly superb."Why are you doing this?" Mike blurted. "What, in heaven's name, is going on, anyway?" He was utterly baffled by the way the evening was. But, you know, sometimes I think about... doing something else. Just fantasies," she added hastily."So, how about it, Joan?" Sam asked her."How about what?" Don't be dense! Would it bother you if Marcie played with your tits?"Joan considered it. "I guess not. I mean, we've been friends forever. And here we are, bare-assed naked together, and I'm not embarrassed. Are you, Marcie?" A little," Marcie admitted, "but it's really hot, too."Sam got up and sat on the coffee table. "Don't let me get.