I pulled up her skirt and pulled down her panties, Liz pulled at my shorts and freed my cock. My cock slid easily into her wet cunt, it felt so good t... be back inside her. I plunged deep into her like a mad man. I thrust into her with angry force. Her pussy gripped my cock trying to hold it inside her. I made several deep thrust and she screamed that she was cumming. I could feel her pussy pulsing as her orgasim rolled out. I pushed my cock as deep into her as I could and let loose a torrent of. “Mmm, yes, yes. Mein Liebchen is such a great professor.”“The best!” moaned Elizabeth.“So great!” Georgia gasped. “Oh, my goddess, Britney, I like that. Finger my butt and eat my cunt!”My wife's big breasts jiggled over my head as I devoured her. I thrust my tongue into her pussy's hot depths and scooped up the jizz. Her lacy panties rubbed on my face. She grabbed her large tits, squeezing them, her blue eyes bursting with pleasure.My orgasm built with every thrust of Elizabeth's cock into my. He's The Onlooker, a folk-pop artist who is playing one of the stages. You must have seen him; he's one of the big new things, a blind guy who sings long and tedious songs about morally bankrupt societies. He was actually on my pre-festival list of acts to avoid. In person he is imposing, even if sitting down, a big bulky twenty-something year old with a face that looked to have aged beyond its years. He has on a battered denim shirt with a battered pair of jeans."Emma, Bonnie, come on in,". Heat flooded his mouth and throat and his eyes watered at the taste. She pulled the vial away and poured some of it on the gash in his arm. Steam rose from the wound and he nearly threw up from the pain.“What happened?” All he could picture was an angry eye rimmed with fire.“The Snow Queen found you.” Her face was grim. “If she catches up to us, she’ll kill you.”Another loud boom up the hill ricocheted off the nearby hills, causing more of the snow to break free and slide. A ball of fire.