Pick up the dirty photos..." Steph!" That was Heather."Sorry. The landscapes." Better." Then, give me back my wallet..." Oh, shit, sorry. Here you go.... Thanks. And then, I have a request..." Oh oh." Yeah." She reached into the bag of stuff they'd bought, and pulled on a narrow black string. Attached to it was a small but very bright rainbow-striped bikini top."Oh, I see." Not yet, you don't. Listen, we don't have to be anywhere until tonight, right? So how about we take the photos, and the. This mind talking is dangerous with the Blood Queen watching,” said Andrew.They nodded and continued wiping down the horses. Andrew went inside, then up to his room. It was small but neat. The bedding seemed clean and didn’t smell. The mattress was firm, but not rock hard. He couldn’t tell what was inside by the feel, but it wasn’t grass nor feather. The door had a lock and the key was on a hook next to it. The door was heavy planks with strong cross members holding it together. The furniture. Both Rick and Mark had to slow down a few times so as not to blow their loads too quickly. They wanted this to last. Mark took control over Kimberly’s clit. Rubbing it fast as she was about to cum and then back to a slower pace. Rick’s arms were hooked under Kimberly’s legs in a way that allowed him to play with her tits as he fucked her ass. He massaged and squeezed them. Rolling her nipples when she came. Kimberly felt so fragile sandwiched between two large men. Anything they did would make. Chad was like no other guy I’d ever been with. He knew what I wanted before I asked for it and once more seemed to know my darkest hidden desires and acted on them.I couldn’t help but feel my core bloom as I recalled our recent encounter at my place. He had tied me spread eagle and had kissed, nipped and licked every inch of my body except where I wanted him to. By the time he had gotten to pressing his very talented mouth to my core I was so on fire that I thought the orgasm that ripped.