”-----In the morning, she led him to the edge of the marshlands. They travelled in silence; even the geese were quiet on this day.“I shouldn’t c...me any further,” she said.He turned to her.“Alfred,” he said. “My name is Alfred.”She smiled. “I know.” As she said it, the last memories clicked into place. “I do not usually share my own name, but I am Eleionomae.”“I have not heard such a name before.”“No, it is a name from a different time, and a different place. There are so few of us left, but we. I didn’t waste any time and wrapped her in another cinch, feeling her soft boobs pressing against me, our tongues exploring. She smell of sweat and pleasure. Then we moved backward to the couch and lowered ourselves on in the space left by Hannah. I moved down to knead those lovely mounds, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. She was moaning encouragement. I was about to pull on her shorts when I felt Hannah’s hands on my back. Not wanting her to feel left out, I levered myself of Brandy and. As usual, a quick trip to the bathroom fixed this problem.I still wore the cage six days a week, with Mandy releasing me on Saturday nights for our usual evening of sexual frolics. Mandy still got her juicy pussy serviced by my eager tongue whenever she felt inclined during the week, and she still loved teasing and taunting me – except now she had some real ammunition to fire; to hear her call me ‘little one’ or ‘pin-dick’ really had some sting in its tail now.The last Saturday of April arrived. .Phir mera boobs bra ke upar se he khub dabaya ..Phir meri jeans bhi khol diya ab main sirf bra panty me bola kya maal paida kiye h maa baap ne tere …Phir me uska shirt khol di usne jaldi se aapna pant bhi utar diya …Phir meri bra ko hook khol diya meri chuchi azad hogyi bra se …Pine laga khub zhor se mujhe dard aur maza dono aa raha tha .. Khub kiss kiya chuchi pe meri boobs ki niple bilkul lal kar diya .Phir apna undewear utar ke bola lund mooh me lo main mana kar di bola le randi maza aaye.