Her other hand hiked up the tight skirt. It pulledaside the silky, wet, panties. She started rubbing her clitoris, gently,sensuously. Her other hand r...ached for the silk blouse. Undoing the topbuttons, she pulled the white cup lower, until her nipple was free. Shestarted massaging her breast. Moans and sighs of pleasure escaped herluscious lips. She began to grind her hips on the table in rhythm withthe hand in her crotch. Soon, milk started flowing from her breast,slowly at first, then in. Ah good laughs, watching the heroes and heroines in their dayglow fetish fashion become the naughty porn stars they dressed up like… Those might have been Its favorite trick.But of course, the forces of order would swing in and “Set things right,” restoring “order” and returning the course of events to “The Plan.” And that was boring.Boring…. Utterly, repulsively, disgustingly, malignantly boring.Next to it was a particular reality. The Force looked in as a melodrama played out. The man in the. And then very quickly they began to caress and touch each other more and more intimately. Bob always thought about the first date he and Cindy had ever gone on and she looked so sexy that he'd gotten a hardon when he first laid eyes on her. She'd been wearing a dark colored bust-emphasizing sweater and a nice matching skirt that looked hot on her petite and very sexy figure. Cindy had nice full C-cup breasts and she wore her clothes that looked nice and not slutty, but they definitely. ‘That’s good…’ My hand slipped from Mark’s hair and I began to claw his back. ‘So good…’ Mark added another finger and I bit the pillow to stifle a squeal. The wet squishing of his digits inside me coupled with his suction on my clit was about to send me over the edge, and he knew it. He knew it, so he pulled away. ‘Wait…’ I refused to unlock my legs from around Mark’s shoulders, but he just smirked and slapped my ass. ‘Turn over,’ he demanded, but flipped me on the bed before I could even make.