But before she could adjust to this, she felt something pressing against the lips of her sex. I slowly crept to the half-opened curtains and peeked inside. In spite of my predicament, my eyes wandered to her bosom. It whirred slowly as she rode it to the roof. The powerful jets pummeled my flesh and felt exquisite. He stared awhile at her slim frame. He snatched a handful of her dark linen dress and tore it down the front. And her instinct told her that is was his cock. She donned the bottoms of her bikini. This attack, this assault on her senses had truly reduced her to an animal with only a single need, a single hunger. |