Hillary shuddered and groaned at the instant contact. His clever fingers frigged at her glowing red bud, making more pussy juice go into free fall fro... her glistening pink slit and sluice his cock. She rocked on him, holding his soft hose-like dick straight up her front, the ultimate love totem pole, lowering her head slightly to lick at his knob. Her toned legs were planted on the thick carpeted floor, giving her leverage. Her Jimmy Choo stilettos cast aside, her long yoga trained toes curled. It wasn't the Goddess of Love that he was staring at but the woman that was walking hand in hand with her. "Mira?"She pulled away from Aphrodite, rushing toward him. She only stopped when she saw her body in his arms. "Hunter?" she asked, shocked.But it was Aphrodite who answered. "Yes, Mira. You were killed." Then ... why?" she asked, her hands coming up in consternation."Why are you here?" Yes!" Mira's hands wedged against her belly and she stared over at Hunter, her misery at being so close. I explained to her that it was not breakable, and that she should grip it harder and stroke it with more force. I then told her that if she wanted to she could taste it and even take it into her mouth as long as she was careful not to sc**** me with her teeth.Seconds later, Debbie was sucking my cock like she had done it a hundred times before. I leaned back and enjoyed the view. After a few minutes, she stopped, and I told her that I would not cum in her mouth if she didn't want me to. I. Holly's mother had died when she was an infant and her father had bought their cabin. It was secluded, deep in the woods, and Holly had never left it except to go exploring. The only other people Holly ever saw was Thomas and Maria Winston, an old couple that lived about 5 miles down the mountain and would stay with her when her daddy went to town for supplies. There was no computer, no television, and no telephone. Holly only knew the little about sex that her daddy had told her when she had.