“Good girl,” Greta tapped her on the cheek lightly, the same cheek she had struck with such force, “soon we’ll take that out of your mouth, an... then you can address me properly. But not yet.” She turned and strode back towards the two men. The purpose with which you walked was chilling, especially given the fact her voice hadn’t changed at all. Greta had of course enjoyed watching Mehmet rape Olivia. She knew what had been going through the girl’s head, besides the pain of the fucking the. She remembered clearly how Luke Hollowell'sstrong hands had crept slowly but confidently up her sides, finallycoming to rest at the underside of her firm swelling breasts, pausingthere for a moment as if fearing to go further, to take more libertieswith her trembling young woman's body.When Luke took her breasts fully in his hands, he did so with suchsuddenness and vigor that she almost gasped in surprise. Having takenthe initiative, however, all hesitation seemed to melt away from theyoung. Just shy of 40 years old, I was still proud of my face and figure. Out of habit, I tucked strands of my light-brown hair behind one ear. I have green eyes above a small, slightly upturned nose and full lips.My slender neck leads down toward average-sized breasts. My bra size is 34B, but I wouldn't want much bigger boobs on my five-foot-two frame. I gave them a squeeze and turned to one side for a good look. I'm pleased that c***d bearing and breastfeeding didn't turn them into saggy mommy tits.. I looked at Jack and he simply smiled.So off to the hot tub we trekked. All three of the ladies quickly shed what remaining clothes they had and unabashedly slipped into the hot tub. Jack followed while I grabbed my cell phone to take some photos.Two of the girls got a little handsy with each other, much to my delight and that of Jack, who decided it was time to take things to a different level.I was a little taken back by Jack’s brashness when he boldly asked who wanted to give him a blow job..