The studs agreed, that it was equally delightful to feel their cocks pressing against each other inside the "sexy little slut." Our levity soon gave ...ay to renewed lustful passion as your rocking hips sent us all on our way to one more incredible pleasure. At times, the studs would be pushing into you together, causing you almost ride up on their bones. Other times, one would be pulling back while the other would be pushing in, giving you the nastiest, and most intensely pleasurable, feeling. She fought the urge to reassure herself by pressing her hand to the flat of her stomach. Such a gesture would only be seen as confirming an obviously nasty rumor. ‘Come, now, Anna. As I recall, Lord Edington was rather public in his rejection of your proposal.’ Joan looked to her left, surprised to find her savior in the shape of a petite blond. ‘Besides,’ the young woman continued. ‘From the cut of that dress it’s quite clear that Lady Edington is not increasing. Madam Lisette?’. "No." I told him."Funny, you have a really sweet, musky smell lingering around you." He said, then smiled at me and added,"Whatever it is it smell's wonderful!"I thought for a moment about what it could be, then it hit me, my panties! I bet he smells my wet panties! I quickly looked out the window so he wouldn't see my red cheeks, but I could also feel that funny tightness in my stomach. It took me a moment to realize that the thought of him smelling my wet pussy was a turn on for me. I. Naked. A rustle He craned his head and saw her. Catherine Trace wearing the sexiest pieces of lace that he ever saw. Her milky white breasts pushed up and almost spilling over her bra, her small waist that leads to her crotch covered with the smallest piece of almost transparent red lace, her legs that seems to go on and on perched on thin stilettos. He swallowed and asked, “How did you get here?” Catherine leaned down and whispered. “Shut up. It doesn’t matter. You’re my toy for the night and.