The woman began walking, in long loping strides with her head up and back straight. She proudly displayed her body, her jiggling breasts and rolling h...ps, the fact that her hairy covered pussy was now fully on displayed seemed to add to her own excitement. "Turn," he instructed. She did so, facing him now and shuddering as the waves of pre-orgasm gripped at her insides. The woman tottered unsteadily, her eyes half-closing as her climax rushed toward her. The savagely hard swipes. .. what will it be? And is this some kind of commune, like a hippie thing?” the cashier asked, just seconds before she recognized me, “It’s ... you! I fucked you six times now in the past six weeks. I would know your face anywhere! Remember, I’m the masked girl at Club Leather! I’ve picked you to fuck me every time I’ve seen you! Tricia suggested you the first time around and told me that she’s screwed you probably twenty to thirty times now.”“Sorta ... we’re all mostly lovers. Mostly. What,. She takes hold of your wrists, but you’re not free yet. She holds them above your head and pushes them into the grass. You realise that her breasts are lying on your chest, and her hips are stroking the strained zip of your pants.The kiss is more forceful this time. Your mouth opens to accept her tongue as her body moves against yours. You can feel, rather than hear, a low moan in her throat, and your hips rise to meet hers. The minutes pass. You don’t hear the birds chirping or the leaves. Katie could feel Jill's own nipples, stiff against her back still restrained by the lace of Jill's bra. Jill began to pinch Katie's nipples and then slipped her left hand back down over Katie's belly again to the button on her shorts. With a flick of her fingers Jill had them unbuttoned, letting them slide down around Katie's ankles. Using her own hands, Katie pushed the white bikini panties she was wearing over her hips and down, and then she turned and faced Jill. "You're so fucking.