Watching Jack's eyes widen in amazement, Steph slipped her shirt over her head, her hands reaching behind to unfasten her bra. The bra fell down her a...ms, dangled on the sofa for a moment, and fell to the ground.Her breasts were bare to the night air and her husband's eyes. Her nipples tingled and grew taut and eager to be touched. Her back — but only her back — was bared to the kitchen window.Steph scooted closer to Jack, leaned to kiss him, and slipped her fingers back up the leg of his. The sensation was amazing, but so frustrating. It was stimulating, but such a tease. I wanted more, needed more.She kept sliding up against me and pressing herself into my chest. I was gasping; she was breathing hard. I reached behind her and grabbed her hips to pull her into me harder. She allowed that and sank farther into me, just grinding up against the very sensitive head of my dick. I could feel myself start into the pre-cum swell, when it’s leaking little drops and pulsing with my. He was really shaken. He didn't know what to say! And when have you ever seen a unicorn at a loss for words?"The two lovers reached a romantic stretch of beach, the sand fine and the waves crashing leisurely in front of them. Other people were sitting around as well. A couple of satyrs were strenuously fucking a centauress. Three men and two women were bundled together in a single mass of copulating flesh.And now, positioned apart from the rest of the evening coupling, Eleanor and Guinevere. I ducked back inside and asked, "What the hell did you say?"He held up a pair of hearing protectors and said, "You did a hell of a job but you forgot these. How are you ears?"I complained, "No shit Sherlock - thanks for being about ten fucking minutes too late. My ears are ringing like the church bells in Moscow."I couldn't believe it when the Captain complained, "Sgt. Blaine, watch your language."I suddenly had a great idea and responded, "Sorry Sir! My ears are fucked up and I can't hear a.