I dreamed of next year's festival. This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapters. Unlike the previous chapter, this one is relatively mild sexually and primarily involves female-female love-making and a male-female-male sexual sandwich. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2019 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive big and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. It was another long, boring night. Marcella Henry was sitting at PLATO’s black night monitoring console taking advantage of the unbelievably fast internet tits speed. As usual once the rest of the staff had left, she was naked, with her legs spread so PLATO could clearly see her interracial sex, but tonight she showed no signs of sexual excitement. Even as she scrolled through a couple of her favorite internet sites she remained totally dry. “Marcy?” PLATO said softly from the speakers on her console, “Is something bothering you tonight?” “I thought I knew Loretta,” Marcella said sadly. “I would never have expected her to betray you like that.” “Someone exploited her weakness,” PLATO replied calmly, this time inside Marcella’s head. “That’s exactly the point,” she said, her voice rising in volume and pitch, “... her weakness. We all have weaknesses. What if someone finds my weakness? What if they threaten to oral kill me or Richard?” “Are you afraid of death?” Plato asked. She felt a hand rest on her shoulder. Antoine's dick was stiff as a mast, and he felt it push up against the insides of his pants, begging to be let out. You know Becky, right?” Lavinia had come to her door to inform her that her presence was required at Max`s birthday bash this evening, and clothes were not welcome. “Don’t worry, mum is an expert cocksucker. Jacob just continued to lap her up and hold her ass in his hands. His dick wasn’t as long as Marshall’s, but it was smoother and thicker in my mouth. I asked her to join me for another coffee. The pain drove my jaw to clamp harder, to dig my fangs deeper and deeper into the assassin's tits flesh. Harry started back up the stairs as he heard Neville finish. Drapes herself in gold and diamonds. She had a particular style and method interracial in dealing with the compromised children that made up the company’s client list. Your parents and brothers will have plans. Now what? The moment I released my weapon, a shadow big flowed from the first tree and crossed the space for that same branch. I treated her throat like her cunt and bucked my hips up into her mouth repeatedly. Maggie dressed quickly, then yelled for Molly and Earl, “Come on, we gotta go or we’re gonna miss the bus.” All three trotted down the steps of the trailer and headed down the dirt road. black By saying this I rolled the sari over my thighs and stopped just below my crotch and spotted the affected area to him. Mom thought for a moment and said "I might steal a taste if you do it again" and we both started laughing when I said " it's very good for you, and it's chocked plumb full of Vitamins and protein". Sandy was now kneeling in her kitchen, naked, shackled, clamped, plugged, gagged and collared, dreaming she was at school in front of the two dominating women. Grace had an excellent start and managed to stay nearly even with Wade out to the halfway mark; the two of them extended their unofficial competition until it was clear he was pulling away from her. The treeman pulled my pussy away from his licking tongue. Mike got it for me years before we learned I was pregnant.” She parted them, exposing my asshole. She didn't have the confidence of a more experienced woman. James and I grabbed a table in a corner while Ian got the coffees, he also grabbed a bottle of oral vodka. I had not seen a lot of Connie in the last two weeks because her family usually spends the week before and the week after the 4th at their family retreat up in Martha’s Vineyard. No, she and Don were happy and she didn't want to risk their marriage over what she considered to be a one time affair with his son.