That woman was going to die if she tried what she told me she wanted. She did settle for a threeway fuck if she could suck James.... and all in the ki...chen, with me. I tried to remember if the batteries for the camera were charged. She might calm down a bit if she had some memento's of her fuck feast. Then again, it might make things worse and I did want to keep some sort of control. Especially if there were photos involved. We were not going to end up on a porn site. I had decided that was not. The first and strongest was her creator's love for her as the essence of woman, clear and bright and radiant in his mind. The second, nearly as strong, was his frustration and bitterness at the frailties of women around him, one who had hurt him deeply and recently, the wound showing fresh and pink in his mind. The dichotomy was almost too much for Galatea to bear. Nothing she had experienced so far had prepared her for contradiction, so she saw no contradiction. She ached to communicate with. I pushed against her rosebud and pulled her cheeks as wide as I could pushing into her, the tip of my tongue firmly inside her ass. Sylvia moaned loudly and rubbed her clit as I gave her arse a good licking. ‘Oh Pete you don’t know how good that feels darling.’ ‘Well if it felt as good as it did for me.’ I said ‘Then I’m glad you enjoyed it.’ ‘Now my cunt needs some attention, so fuck me please Peter.’ I pushed my hard cock against Sylvia’s wet pussy and pushed, it was the best feeling to feel. He stayed there for a short while, all the way in, than slowly pulled his cock out of me, I turned towards him, sucking his still condomed cock straight out of me arse. The top of the condom was over full with hot, creamy spunk. Now I pulled the condom off and sucked the rest off the spunk off him, the one on the right of me couldn't hold on anymore and plastered the side of my face with his stick goo, I was in slut heaven and wanted more. I didn't need to ask, the next, slightly bigger member.