And so it began, within moments Rob and I were both fully swollen and hard as she pulled our shafts clear of our pants and started to stroke both of us in a slow steady rhythm. Her eyes stared at our shafts greedily and she started to breathe heavily. "Wow, each of my lovers at the same time, one in each hand. What better way for a girl to spend an evening but now it's time to heat things up I think." Releasing her grip on us she pulled the sweater up over her head, dropped it on the floor and in one swift movement undid the front clasp on her bra freeing her wonderful breasts. Rob and I simultaneously reached out to fondle her so she pushed her breasts toward us to make them more available to our caressing hands. Again she resumed her grasp on us and pumped us both again, up and down, slow regular and irresistible. The sight of Liz working us masturbation both and being caressed by both of us was insanely arousing and I was fighting the increasing urge to climax. Rob too seemed to be finding it wildly exciting too allowing Liz to sense the urgency in our shafts. Suddenly her face broke into a wicked smile as she released her grip on Rob, moved sideways slightly toward me and pressed her breasts round my swollen aching shaft before she slowly massaged me in her soft billowing cleavage. At that moment she glanced at Rob and gave him a knowing smile, suddenly I realised that the game was rigged, that she was determined that I should lose so that Rob would have her first but at that very moment of realisation and before I could make a protest my control broke and I spurted my seed violently across her breasts. She giggled mischievously and said, "Sorry baby, you lose." Rob laughed out loud at my demise as Liz turned to him, grasped his shaft in both her hands, smiled at him and said, "To the victor the spoils." She lowered her head onto his shaft and slowly took nearly all of it inside her mouth. Looking up into his eyes to watch the pleasure she was giving him and without losing eye contact with him she slowly and exquisitely sucked his shaft with obvious pleasure as he used both his hands to stroke and squeeze her breasts. I was impressed by Rob's control but very soon afterwards he gasped, placed both his hands on the back of her head and drove his shaft deep into her with a final powerful spasm of ecstasy. Liz squealed with glee and wrapped her lips tightly round his shaft to hold every drop of his seed, swallowing as much of it as she could and when his orgasm subsided she gay raised her head, provocatively wiped his spilt seed from her lips with her finger and licked it clean. Finally she took her wine glass and drained it in one go swallowing the last of his seed with it. Rob and I sat there drained as Liz tried to stand but only succeeded in stumbling sideways and sitting down again still giggling drunkenly. Rob said, "God, that was a fantastic blow job but I Hairy think you should take her home now before she passes out" so I cleaned anal her up with some tissues then dressed her again, slipped her coat on her and supported her to the door. Rob saw us out and added with a grin, "I'll amateur see you later then for our threesome." I half carried Liz the short distance home but couldn't get to my door keys so rang the bell instead. After a moment I heard Sam's voice call out, "Who is it?" I called back, "It's OK Sam it's me and Liz, I can't get my keys out of my pocket!" I heard the locks turn as Sam opened the door and saw the surprise on her face as she saw Liz leaning against me, her reaction was one of concern, "Oh my God! Is Liz OK?" Paul Shine never finished his sentence as his head disintegrated from the heavy calibre bullet that drove through his helmet killing him instantly gay splattering Beth with the contents of his skull. “Oliver?” I was myself now, but the moment Hairy they stuck me with that drug, I’d turn back into their slave. I let the girls play together downstairs while I went upstairs to handle a few final preparations for tomorrow's events. "We are going to have sex now, are you okay with that?" The cock dipped in and out masturbation of her lean frame, grinded against her clinging hole. Doc held up his hand for the beating to stop. My father said do I mind if we show up a the beach near you, we can do our thing and that might make them more excited. I had forked out and got us a Citroen motor home for the duration of our stay. His chest is partially smeared with oil. They massaged my feet, cleaned off the callus, trimmed and shaped amateur my toenails, then painted them. Was he taller, anal or was James imagining things? Belind leaned back on the bed, panting as his own wet cock wilted between his thighs, a smile on his face as he clearly enjoyed the show. Before splashing and diving away. “Lots of BDSM related stuff and a few specific fetishes. June used the bus as cover so that no one knew where she was parked.