I said, “You can start now.” As he was waiting for this moment all these hours, without wasting a single minute he lowered his body down. His 90�... strong tool hit my pussy lips in a minute producing vibrations and shock to my spine.I spread my legs unconsciously. He easily slid his dick into my pussy. He hugged me so tight and brought his mouth to my cheeks and started kissing. He started pushing deep inside me. We started passionately kissing each other. He started fucking hard and I could feel. I wet my lips and crawl up next to you, trailing a hand up your slender thigh to the curve of your buttocks. I squeeze and part them slightly, wiggling my fingers towards your sex. I begin rubbing your outer lips with my fingertips while kissing and licking your shoulder. You moan and spread your legs wider, slowly awakening to my administrations, and loving it. With the opening larger now, I use my whole hand to rub your pussy lips in slow circles, taking a moment to snake a finger across your. . I was here for the green folder rescue just the other side of Bridgetown. Timm ... no ... don’t tell me ... was a bonus.Bridgetown was too small for a bank.According to the folder, Bridgetown was named aft a man called Bridge. There wasn’t a bridge at Bridgetown. The Inn was Bridge’s Inn ... Bridgetown.Just like the town with the bank ... Pain’s wick. Named after a lamp that burned its igniter. Painswick. Remember ... these towns and villages were kidnapped from dark to middle-ages England.. Where was she being taken? Did it matter? Of course not, she smiled secretly to herself. Yesterday, she’d suffered a horrible day of betrayal and erotic tormenting at the hands of that terrible Catgirl. It was time to relax, to drift, to heal, to feel her strong young body wallow in the exquisite sensations as finger tips drifted slowly across her chest until they were rising electrifyingly over the swell of her breast. Her brain was still struggling to make sense of her predicament, but she.