Hitching up her skirt a little more I retie the legs and feed her more wine, as I lean over her from behind I kiss her, lightly biting her lip before ...eleasing. My hands slip down over her shoulders and massage her breasts, taking the nipples between my finger, rolling them and gently pulling them upwards, squeezing as I do. Her head tilts backwards and she lets out a soft moan I play for a few more minutes inducing an increase in breath and skim my fingers further down. As the tips hit the. In the plane Maryam, the adoptive mother, held the baby Imam to the window so that he may see this incredible marvel of man, not only the towers themselves but the buildings surrounding them. Maryam never knew how man had built such a city. She thought man had a desperate need to produce instead of consume, create instead of devour, and these nervous fits of production and accomplishment resulted, with speed and with grace, this enormous complex called Manhattan, always expanding as exemplified. My wife looked up at us both with a very naughty smile as Matt and I worked our fingers in and out of both her holes.Jay closed her eyes as she pushed down on both of our hands, Matt and I fingering her pussy and anus at the same time. I could see she was on the point of coming and stopped just before she did, teasing her with promises of better to come. Matt and I both stepped back from the table and looked down at Jay lying there. Her legs were wide apart and her tits heaving as her chest. I enjoyed the show. It got me hard.”She grinned, “Do you want me to take care of that now or later?”I countered with, “We don’t have to be anywhere on a schedule so how about both?”She laughed, “You’ve had me freshly-fucked before and seemed to like it. Get your clothes off.”I must admit that I did like it, especially with the fresh visual memories. Actually I like the idea of fucking her any way possible. If it had to be after another guy or guys, so be it.We talked over drinks and I learned a.