“Sorry,” Logan replied, reaching for the switch, but Panthea cut him off.“S’ok. Would you grab me a cup of water?” she asked.“Yeah, one se....”Logan opened several cabinets but found only one old ceramic mug. He filled it from the tap and carried it to the woman who had sat up on the couch. “Only cup,” he told her as she took it from his hands.“We can share, if that’s alright.”“Yeah, sure,” the boy replied.Panthea sipped a moment, then handed the cup back to Logan. She eyed him as he drank. “Tell. I have to admit that I was a little apprehensive at first because I have never been with a woman before. But she had made me cum two times already and she is still licking my pussy with true expertise and no signs of tiredness. Could it be that my vaginal juices are mixing with the worm's secretions and they are working as an aphrodisiac? It is very possible.She tastes so fucking good! I can't get enough of her sweet juice! Karen thought.I can feel the worms churning anxiously inside of my. Once we got down there, we decided to sit on a rock wall that ran parallel to the river. The wall was about one-and-a-half-feet tall and it was interrupted often by small openings, with stone stairs to access the side of the river, which consisted of a few feet of grass, stones and bamboo canes.On the other side of the boardwalk, just below the Bombay Kiosk, there were a group of palm trees, lovely and lustful, planted narrowly one to another.At that time, the boardwalk was deserted so Anna. Her arse still bears the red wheals but I unfeelingly spread her cheeks. The cock is glistening with lube and I target her puckered arsehole. I place the cock head on the hole and push. Her anus resists for seconds then I'm in, the cock sliding, inch-by-inch as her arse cheeks twist and buck. Anal play was a no-go with Jane so the satisfaction is doubled. The cock slips in and in, finally bumping against an obstruction. I slide it out then ram it in...out and in...out and in! Her arse jerks and.