Kissing sometimes and fondling each other at other times. By the time they finish their shower and get dry they are horny again. “Let’s go and see...if we can get Andy hard again” suggests Isobel. Lisa laughs. “I think you only want to fuck with him again” she says, rather jealously. “Sorry Lisa. I know I was selfish but I only want him to fuck me. I hope you are not too disappointed”. Lisa admits to wishing Andy wasn’t so honourable. Walking back into the room Isobel tells Andy to get on the bed. When they are, it is by choice, not by force, so it's debatable whethersuch men can be called "victims" at all in any real sense. However, infewer novels still, a man truly is a victim, either of a female or amale and female couple; when this is the case, the victim is usuallyyoung and the circumstances themselves are unusual. For example, a youthis shown being tortured by a woman wearing an armband emblazoned withthe Nazi swastika while her victim is being held down on a desktop or atabletop. Mike's eyes ran down his wife's slim legs. Her stockings were laddered, and the lacy stocking tops were wet from the cum leaking from her pussy. She still wore the ankle strap high heels.Mike was hard again. He got on the bed and softly rolled Jen onto her back. "I'm so sorry," she sobbed. "I tried to get him to pull out." It's alright," Mike soothed as he gently kissed the tears from her cheeks. Her breasts were bruised from Nick's rough groping, and the sight made his dick twitch with. The big girl began to pinch Sandy's nipple. "That's my girl," Karen chuckled, feeling the soft nub begin to harden under her expert touch. After toying with Sandy's tits for awhile, Karen began to explore further down. As she nibbled at Sandy's shoulder and the side of her neck, Karen's hand traveled down Sandy's flank over her shapely hip then back to squeeze and kneed the firm flesh of Sandy's right buttock. It wasn't until Karen's fingers began to tickle up and down Sandy's ass crack that.