"I\m countin\ on it, Hoss. When we get to the stockade you got to ride me." An evil grin curled on her lips. Monica did as she was told and slowly pulled the huge vegetable out of her hot snatch still dripping with her juices. While Monica did this Rachel was quickly getting out of the black mini-skirt and shirt she\d been wearing leaving her standing in her black lacy Bra, G-string, stockings and suspenders. Monica was completely oblivious to this, as she was busy deep throating the huge cucumber which must have been at least ten inches long Rachel thought, while thrusting three fingers in and out of her pussy at a tremendous pace. "I don\t remember saying you could finger yourself as well" Rachel said sternly. "I\m sorry," Monica said in an innocent sounding voice "I\m just want to cum so badly." "Please..." Feeling your fingers tugging my hair gently, I raise my eyes and blush at the look in yours. With a smile in your voice, you murmur, “You may play, little one, but first, a kiss.” I ask Lisa after noticing "Didn\t that hurt?" "Now, play with your breasts." A few minutes later, as my orgasm approached, I heard Phil cry out, "Yes. Traci. I\m cumming." "Oh, my God!" I whispered to Cherry, who was still sitting on the bonnet, obviously continuing to enjoy the attention on her bare breasts. "What have we done?" I stumbled into the house and made my way to my room. I made enough noise to be sure mom knew I was home. I went into my room and closed the door. I took off my shirt and my pants and lay back in my bed wearing only my boxers. My raging hard on soon poked through the front of my boxers, but I made no attempt to hide it. I knew that mom would think I was passed out and would be free to have her way. Then I waited. The whole time I was thinking of mom sucking my cum deep into her mouth. I thought of her drinking my love juice from my cock. I think my cock got even harder as I pictured her firm pert tits and how badly I wanted to suck on them. I wanted to plant my cock so deep into her pussy and spray my cum all over the wall of her womb. I was so lost in thought that I didn\t hear mom come in. I liked being naked. I liked it more and more. It felt so natural being in front of the camera and I must say that it turned me on even more than before. I wanted to express that to the artist. I wanted him to use that in his art. I wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed at all. And I told Dusty what I was feeling. Lori, curious beyond belief, went with her brothers to Jack\s attic bedroom. She always liked that place. It was the sanctuary of her eldest brother and she knew that anytime she had a problem, or was scared, or just needed someone to hold her and let her cry, she need only come here. One or all of her brothers could be found there at any given time and they were more than willing to comfort their only sister. Gunther turned away from the window with a silent grin on his handsome face before returning to the hallway mirror. Someone had to finish. "I am removing her stockings." He said, rolling the fabric from the waist band downwards and pulling the stretched material off his colleagues legs. He admired every inch of what he saw. He loved her feet, her fresh looking unpainted toe nails. He lifet a foot and brought it to his nose as he knelt on the carpet. He held it carefully with both hands and began kissing her sole. Then he ran his tongue up her sole, and in-between her toes. He felt the vibrating movement of his wife gyrating her hips on Mas\ abdomen. Surprisingly, the rough handling stirred Lori, who felt betrayed by her body. The last thing she wanted was this ape pawing her, yet that\s what he was doing and on top of that, it was turning her on! "You\re just mad cause you\re sunburned," her companion answered, as she dug around in the bag she\d placed on the table. "Look, I brought you a beer. At least pretend that you\re enjoying this." The massage was wonderful - if teasing - the woman had been very good. She\d gotten her nails done with a French manicure, and clear polish over her toenails. Even having someone touching her hands and feet had been teasing. It was just that every nerve ending seemed to be tingling with energy. Her curls were bouncing more than ever, the stylist had carefully kept them under control while allowing them to flow freely over her shoulders. She already felt incredibly gorgeous and she couldn\t wait to open the second envelope that he had left for her. It was already mid-afternoon... only a few more hours till she would find out what he had in store for her! Once I was back in my room I rang room service and left a request for an early wake up call, then packed ready for an early departure next morning. I was relieved to see Ian open his wallet and lay his credit card on the dinner check. "Tonight\s festivities are courtesy of Cromwell & Perkins, Ltd. of London," he announced, adding, "although I daresay the old boys would be very envious if they could see Pete and me now." We stopped in the cloakroom to retrieve the lady\s wraps, stepped out to the curb and hailed a passing taxi. In scant minutes we pulled up in front of the Cave, which was just as crowded as I remembered it. We found a vacant table near the dance floor. Ian went to the bar for our drinks while we three attempted to make embarrassed conversation. "You see the mining companies ship them out on a rota basis to keep the miners from returning back to civilisation, in case they realise what they\re missing, and don\t come back to the mine. So what ever we do, although we want the men to know you\re a girl, we don\t want you looking cheap, or you\ll have even more trouble." The warm water cause her young body to tingle with excitement, as she thought about meeting Jackie for the first time. Casie just finish putting on her make-up when the doorbell rang. The bell rang again and Casie, with nothing on but a short silk robe, headed into the living room to answer the door. Casie open the door and there stood her online friend, Jackie.