I had never been fucked by more than one guy at this point. As Taras went to the bathroom, Victor came over to me and started kissing me. My panties w...re wet at this point and as he kissed me, his hands started feeling my breasts and he put my hand on his wet snatch. He gently pushed me down onto the office sofa and stuck his hand down my panties to touch my wet pussy. He pulled his hard cock out and as he played with my pussy underneath my panties, then he pushed me down on my knees, he put. It feels like your cock is splitting me in two. It feels as if you are stuffing a telephone pole up my ass Steve, I don’t know if I can take it much more.” I ignored her cries and continued pushing my cock into her ass, holding her hips and pulling her towards me, stuffing my cock into her tight ass. “Please, please, take it out Steve,” she begged, “I can’t handle it much more. I’ll do anything, anything you want, if you take it out. I’ll fuck anyone you want me to, I’ll even help you fuck my. Then my brother came along and just plucked you out of it.”“Mmm, plucked is the word.” Nephi shuddered. “He plucked my cherry.”“My brother is good at that.” A smile spread on her lips. “I’m surprised he didn’t try anything when we were in the womb.”Nephi chuckled.The soldiers guarding the entrance, both Naithan men in tunics and breastplates, did not say a word. They let us pass into the broiling heat of the Ziggurat. The interior never cooled off. It trapped in all the day’s heat. The night. Then she wanted to hear another of my sordid fantasies about her.For the record, the fantasies are not really sordid. They are fantasies, fueled by the beauty of her inherent nature, a beauty that comes through so clearly in her words. Call me crazy, but the biggest turn-on for me is a woman’s mind and her soul. When I am making love to a woman, I am not making love to her body parts – they are just a conduit for physical contact. No, I am making love to who that woman is, what she believes in,.