She climbed off the bed and sat at the side of the bed after lighting a candle. She placed her head on the side of the bed looking at him, broad shoul...ers, gentle-giant hands, and thinking how wonderful and perfect he was to her. She wasn't even really paying attention to what his hands were doing, until he made a little noise, then she knew and watched intently. Picking everything up to know what to and not to do later when it would be her turn to do this to him. The noise was caused by a cold. One hand on your tits and the constancy of this thick toy pressing into you. You move your other hand behind your back. Sliding it under me. Finger pressed against my arse. Then pushing in. I groan and thrust with the dildo. All 9 inches deep in you now. I wrap my legs around yours. Closing yours and tightening you around the toy. You feel the vibration and instantly jump. It’s pulsing and twisting deep in you as I lift you onto my lap. My cock is against your arse now. You wouldn’t be able to. She wasn’t sure who they were, but then again, she didn’t care. Priscilla fell fast asleep on her lumpy bed made of fallen tree leaves and moss. It was after one o’clock in the morning when Priscilla woke up hearing muffled voices a short distance away. She laid there for a moment as her mind sifted through the fog that clouded her thoughts. When she heard a muffled laugh again, she sat up, listening more intently, waiting to hear them once again, trying to pinpoint its exact location. There. Weren't there forms of breast cancer that couldcause this?In a moment of panic she rubbed at her nipples again hoping they were notfully aroused but she knew better and she knew how they felt. Looking backin the mirror she stifled a gasp. Was it her imagination or were herbreasts looking less full? Rose cupped her breasts and felt their weightas she examined their curves. Something was definitely wrong.As she watched, her soft brown areolas puffed little by little pushing hernipples out and.