Wait a minute ... I’ve been there done that. It’s more like seeing your grandparent doing it.“I get the point,” Penelope says under her breath...“Excuse me?” Remfrey asks. “I may be a little on the dead side, but I still have my hearing. I do say, are you talking to me or someone else? My eyes aren’t what they used to be.”“I said: I assume you helped me,” the witch quickly lies.“I did, I did,” he says with a smile. “You were laying there, un conscious. You’re damn well lucky the satyrs didn’t. He said out loud, "Art? You okay?" Art jerked back to reality. He sat quickly and disengaged Terry. He laid him on the bed next to Ben, and said "SorryTerry. Are you ok? You are not damaged I hope?" Ben began to massage Terry's tired arms,legs,and back. Terry stretched like a cat and said, "No, I'm fine. just sore." Art looked relieved and said "I am not surprised to hear that your formerly virgin hole is sore. Your lady-boy cunt has had a big day, handling Ben and myself." "Oh, no" Terry. Harry glanced down at his own muscled, hairy legs, and decided he wasn't in bad shape for his 45 years. His broad-shouldered, thick-chested frame was the result of punishing daily gym sessions, sessions Harry conducted with the same fervor that had made his the most successful used car business in Marina. Harry considered himself a successful lover too, and if the number of his conquests was any indication, he was right. Harry grinned. The idea of buying a boat had been a good one too, he. She stiffened up, and gasped “Oh my GOD”! as his rough dog tongue was now hitting directly on her lips and clit. I almost came right then, but my mind was now stuck on the idea of making this even better. I thought I could get away with moving Rex some, since he was so focused on licking her. I grabbed his right front leg, and made his claws snag in the panty top on Amy’s right but cheek, pulling her panties half way down her legs. I stared at her perfect round ass, fully exposed now, as.