Claudia Incarnata Part V
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Day dispossesses day;Moons hurry to be bornAnd race to their decay.- Horace, Odes. L’Accademia di Santa Cecilia di Agrigento… 11am.“Ah yes, here it is.” Claudia smiled as she read the polished brass plaque to the right of the heavy iron door. The door was nestled in an old arched stone doorway in a quiet side street off Agrigento’s Via Atena. The sheer scale of the doorway suggested to her that it had been the entrance to a grand house, little of which was visible from the street. She found...
Straight SexThe Moon, who from the hilltop streamsOn each white face and throat her beams,The song-enchanted fellows sendTheir chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end.- Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door.But a door like no other. Moments before, it had appeared miraculously at the sound of her voice and now Claudia continued to stand looking at it, mutely, as though awaiting further instructions or some further miracle. She stood for several minutes and nothing happened then she took a...
Group SexAt last methought that I had wander’d farIn an old wood; fresh washed in coolest dew,The maiden splendours of the morning starShook in the steadfast blue.- Tennyson.Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata; each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from the...
Quickie Sex- Empedocles of Akragas (5th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long, flowing black hair shone in the clear morning light. A smile played upon her full lips, lips that were tinted deep red, almost verging on black; like...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether.- Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE)The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Straight SexWhat they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? - Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Hast thou heard the butterfliesWhat they say betwixt their wings?Or in stillest eveningsWith what voice the violet woosTo his heart the silver dews? - Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she fell more...
Straight Sex- Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name; Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name and...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? - Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name; Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect.Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name and...
Straight SexAnd burn the threshold of the night, Fall from his ocean lane of fire, And sleep beneath his pillar’d light! - Tennyson, The Voyage. Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too that, temporarily...
How oft we saw the sun retire,And burn the threshold of the night,Fall from his ocean lane of fire,And sleep beneath his pillar’d light!- Tennyson, The Voyage.Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too...
AnalAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware, I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAgain, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. I continue my tale of my adventures with my pleasure-slave Melora, and various other slaves too. As previous readers are aware, I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy.The rich elite of this planet, of which I had become one of its newest members, bought and sold pleasure-slaves. Pleasure slaves were women (and men) who had submitted themselves to the auction houses in the big cities here.They were escaping the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiChapter 3The ContractI, the submissive servant and slave, with the chosen name of “Serva Claudia” hereby enter the services of my Master and Dominus, “Sir Ben” and agree to the terms laid out in the following documents.General ConditionsThe master will ensure that the slave is at no time in any physical or emotional danger and will ensure the slave’s wellbeing and health. Both parties have discussed the details of this contract and are in agreement the while this is not a legally binding...
Es war an einem dieser warmen Tage im September als Claudia so gegen 17:00 Uhr vor meiner Tür stand. Sie sagte, Alica hat doch nächste Woche Geburtstag. Hast du Zeit und Lust mit mir ein Geschenk kaufen zu fahren? Klar sagte ich, bin eh alleine. Da es relativ warm war trug ich einen kurzen Jeansrock und ein dünnes Shirt. Ich legte mir noch ein Jäckchen über, für den Fall, dass es kühl wird. Claudia hatte ebenfalls einen (sehr) kurzen Rock und ein dünnes Hängerchen an. Da sie keinen BH trug...
Mistress Claudia walked from room to room in her House of Pain Mistress Claudia walked from room to room in her House of Pain. The official title for it was ?Steadman & Lawler Accountancy LTD? It hadn?t taken long to set up and it had a huge underground reputation now. Mistress Claudia was known as one of the most sadistic Mistresses in the BDSM world. There were no safe words, no get out clauses. You time ended when the money you had paid ran out and then whether you were half way...
[ A married couple long into the cuckolding lifestyle themselves, now helps other couples find a way of experiencing that for themselves. It's always nice to pay it forward so that others can benefit from your good fortune. Right? ]Mike and I had been married for a few years when we got started in what would be called now days a 'cuckold' lifestyle. Mike was was nearly forty, and I was only twenty, when we met. I liked him. But at first I didn't want to necessarily marry him. I wanted to 'play...
Waking up the morning after the wedding, I ran through the events of the night before. I couldn't process what had happened. Had Aunt Claudia meant it when she said she wanted it to happen again or had she just had one too many to drink? I had no idea what to think, all I knew is that I would do anything to make it happen again. The image of my Aunt on her knees tending to my cock was stuck in my mind. I went to the bathroom to take care of my morning wood and took a cold shower to clear my...
Incest"Beer and wine” was emblazoned in large letters across the side of the small brick building that housed a small store across the street from a run-down apartment community called the “Spanish Villas.”She was standing outside the “C’ convenience store, wearing tight little short-shorts and a much-too-small t-shirt that accentuated her model-like figure. She had long black hair that curled at the ends, that reached to the middle of her back. Her bronze-colored skin told me she was probably not...
Quickie SexThe Humiliation of Claudia by Carmenica Diaz 1. Rajani I felt triumphant as I walked through the glass entry doors, buoyed by victoryand smiled at Cherry, the receptionist. ?Congratulations Ms Somerset,' Cherry called as I strode past. I gave a graciouswave, walked into the inner office as Maurice, the Managing Partner steppedfrom his office to greet me. ?Claudia,' he smiled broadly, ?congratulations.' He was immaculate in a three piece pin-striped suit and a white shirt thatwas so bright...
Die Idee zu der Story kam mir, als ich wieder an dem alten Haus im wald vorbei kam. es gibt es also wirklich, im Taunus, nicht weit von Frankfurt. Langsam verf?llt es, aber man kann immer noch sehen, dass es einst sehr stattlich war. Und auch den schon lange nicht mehr betretenen Raum gibt es. Allerdings habe ich nicht mehr als einen Blick hinein geworfen, das Betreten ist viel zu gef?hrlich. Trotzdem hat der Ort eine ganz eigenartige "Ma...
Chapter 2From Wife to SlaveI woke up at just after 7 after a deep and sound sleep and went downstairs to fetch some coffee. If my wife was still willing to go through the changes we discussed last night than the least I can do is serve on her one last time. Being the start of a bank holiday weekend did make it easier to put my plans into place. Wondering what I would have done on a Monday, calling in sick at work - but for the whole week and being perfectly fine yesterday, chatting with my...
In Rome, men are surrounded by beautiful women. When a man walks down any street, he can easily find twenty or more gorgeous women for every ugly one he may run into. That's not to say men in Italy won't try to fuck the ugly ones, too. We do. But with so many pretty girls to choose from, naturally, we don't bother with the not-so-pretty girls, unless we're really drunk. As a man who grew up in Rome, you get used to being around so many hot women. It doesn't faze you anymore, which...
Two years ago I got married to a beautiful lady in her late thirties. It is my third marriage and I was determined to make it last, as I begun to worry about my ability to live like the “normal” people, you know what I mean, family, kids, and monogamous marriage. I was on the right track, I was totally devoted to Anna, and other woman did not interest me at all. Our sexual relationship was just perfect, full on, little bit in on a kinky side, satisfying all our needs. We would try anything we...
Incestmy friend claudiaThis is a story I told claudia and with his permission I will tell, Claudia is my old friend and her mulatto but born in Milan, he told me that when he was young was very hard to find work because of his color and the bigotry of a city like Milan in the eighties did not yet know all this multiracial Milan, then she finds work in a large clothing store near the train station was a tailor of high board with few staff she was hired as a second secretary of the shop his boss was a...
All of the ladies had gathered for our morning run before I arrived which was a significant change. We set off at a fairly fast pace as our stamina and strength had been improved significantly from out twice daily exercise sessions and were back well before or regularly scheduled breakfast time. The hot subject for the day was quickly raised with all voicing, "When will we leave for vacation on the yacht?" I turned to Mat and asked, "How soon will the plane be ready?" She indicated that...
My Twin Sister, ClaudiaBy: Londebaaz ChohanI remember, it was the very early Sunday morning of hot August; summer vacation time. I and my twin sister, who is younger than me by 1 or 2 minutes, were home from school; mom and dad were away on a trip to see our ailing grandparents. We both were considered old enough to take care of our home chores as well as the food to eat other than ordering pizza or the junk Chinese food or sandwiches etc.Once again; I was out all night with my friends and...
Vorwort Dieser Teil hat etwas auf sich warten lassen. Es waren schon ?ber 80kB geschrieben, da ging es auf einmal nicht mehr weiter. Ich dachte mir, warte ein wenig, dir wird schon eine Idee kommen. So verging schnell viel Zeit, und die Geschichte kam durch andere Ereignisse in den Hintergrund. Aber einige nette Leser lie?en nicht locker. Nichtsdestotrotz fand ich immer noch keine Fortsetzung. Dann habe ich alles weggeworfen und von vorne angefangen. Wegen des schlechten Wetters ...
Die geschilderte Geschichte der Minoer mit dem riesigen Vulkanausbruch auf Santorini vor langer Zeit ist keine Fantasy, sondern Real. Ebenso wie die Beschreibung der Insel. Lediglich bei dem Kristall mit den magischen Kr?ften beginnt die Phantasie. Auch hier vielen Dank an Christel f?r ihre Hilfe. F?r Romy war es nun genauso wie bei mir: Alle glaubten sie w?re schon immer ein M?dchen gewesen. Nur das in ihrem Fall die Beziehung zu den Eltern nicht besser ...
Introduction: A brother and sister discover the each other sexually–together This is partially based on a true story. The sexual part and the second half are pure fiction. this is my first story, its not perfect, please dont use the comments section for ads. When I was nine years old, my twin brother and I loved to play games. A favorite game was called Naked Boy. We would both go into my parents bathroom and undress. The two of us would strip naked and ignore our clothes for the rest of the...
this is my first story, it's not perfect, please don't use the comments section for ads. When I was nine years old, my twin brother and I loved to play games. A favorite game was called Naked Boy. We would both go into my parents bathroom and undress. The two of us would strip naked and ignore our clothes for the rest of the game. He would go into the shower and stand behind the glass door. I would pretend he was an animal at the zoo or something. That all changed one day when we were...
once claudia choose a boy at the pool where she teaches pool yoga , nothing can stop her from wanting to discover every inches of the little boy ass with her strapon less toy she keeps in her officeshe always enjoy it too much, looking at helpless lil cock white boy succomb to her charmher well preserve latina brown body contrasting so well when she teach her new lil friendshe had a good look at her soon to be new pet , his lil boy ass so tight made her want to shove her finger inside right...
Bill returns to his old life…well, not quite. After returning home he was called to the operating room. One of his patients, a young man in his care had suddenly worsened making surgery necessary. The operation was more than successful. The onlookers recognized his fore-to-be-seen skill and expertise in the delicate procedure. It was almost as though he was on automatic pilot, receiving instructions from some unforeseen source with each step he took without the need for reflection. It was...
Dies ist die wahre Geschichte einer Frau, die mitten unter uns lebt. Ihr Name ist Claudia, sie ist 43 Jahre alt und vergnügt sich gerne mit Männern und Frauen gleichermaßen. Sie selbst erscheint für jeden wie das perfekte Objekt seiner oder ihrer sexuellen Begierde. Sie ist so unwiderstehlich, dass jeder - selbst der mit den besten Vorsätzen – ihr umgehend verfällt und sich in dem Augenblick, in dem er sie das erste Mal sieht, mit ihr sexuell vereinen will. Dabei verhält es sich so, dass sie...
I sat at the end of the bar on the high stool with my legs crossed and let my eyes wander around the smoke filled room. Normally you wouldn’t have found me in here but tonight was not a normal night for me. It started in the afternoon when I got home from work and found wet towels on the racks in the bathroom. On further inspection I found the shower stall was wet. I looked in the bedroom and knew that was not the way I made the bed. I ripped the covers back and found a big wet spot still on...
Dépucelé, comment à 15 ans je suis devenue Claudia: - De façon cachée voir même très cachée depuis ma petite enfance je mettais de temps en temps les fringues de ma soeur à son insu. - Alors que j'étais encore scolarisé, avec un voisin de mon age nous nous retrouvions dans une grange pour jouer avec nos sexes, mais ça n'allait pas plus loin. c'était en quelque sorte notre éducation sexuelle. J'ai aussi, tel que bon nombre d'entre vous jouer au docteur ou au papa et la maman avec une voisine....
Bill and Charmaine chatted on the way back to their motel, as though they’d been lifelong swingers. The pleasure of being with another man wasn’t new for her but it was an experience he’d never forget. Both of them were cautious with their conversation though she fumed inwardly since he’d been with another woman. Funny how she could excuse or overlook her own behavior but for him to be with someone else was an outrage. She knew there was no point bringing it up since she had no right to do...
Das nachfolgende sind die Berichte über meiner Erlebnisse während des letzten Jahreswechsels an C. Gemixt mit unserem, sagen wir mal - „Gedankenaustausch“ Der Inhalt ist so übernommen, wie wir beide ihn im berauschten Zustand unmittelbar in die Tastatur gaben, um uns gegenseitig scharf zu machen; es sind also keine ausgefeilten Texte zu erwarten. Lediglich die unzumutbar viel fehlenden und verdrehten Buchstaben während der zum Teil sehr heftig geführten Tastaturbearbeitung habe ich noch...
MILFI hated going to family parties. I found the small talk unbearable. 'How's college? Have you decided what you want to do after leaving? How's that essay coming along?' I could think of a million ways I'd rather spend my Saturday night than answering those questions to relatives I only saw once or twice a year."Do I have to go?""Yes Mike, it's your cousins wedding." Mom said, trying her best to make it seem appealing. "Besides, your Aunt Claudia's going; she said she's looking forward to seeing...
IncestNeil and I had driven twenty-two hours straight on summer-hot highways all the way from Phoenix, Arizona, and we pulled into Tacoma at just after midnight. We were red-eyed and stiff but happy to have reached our target destination for the day, and we immediately called Neil's brother Earl. Neil called six times, but Earl wasn't home, or his phone was out, or maybe Earl was fucking his girlfriend and didn't want to be bothered. Neil and I had about twelve bucks left between us, which...
Die 18-jährige Claudia und ihr Freund Thomas sind seit einem Jahr zusammen. Erst lief alles prima aber jetzt haben sie öfters Streit. Für Claudia war Thomas der erste Mann , Thomas hingegen hatte schon etliche. Er hatte die schüchterne Claudia auf einer Party kennengelernt. Eigentlich war sie nicht sein Beuteschema aber er hatte was getrunken und sie angequatscht. Als er sie in einer Ecke nur knutschte und ihr einen intensiven Zungenkuss verpasste bekam sie einen Orgasmus und krallte sich an...
TeenLike every girl has a dream of the fear & experiences of the first wedding night, I too had been awaiting what was in my share. To tell you about myself, I am Mita, the elder of two girls, brought up in very controlled environ of an extremely orthodox landlord father and a very devoted & religious mother. My initial formative years were spent in a village, where the school and the home were next to each other. I was not allowed to mix around with the other village c***dren. My father...
All characters in this story is at least 18 years and older and made up!Mom Goes Camping With Son & Son's Friend.Chapter 1 It was a nice summer's day Mike and his friend Bill was talking about going on a camping trip. Up north because Bill's family had land up there with a cabin on 30 acres of land. Bill told Mike no one was going to be up there for the 4th of July how would you like to go camping for the weekend and you can bring your sexy mom Liz with you. I know you want to fuck her...
Day dispossesses day, Moons hurry to be born And race to their decay. – Horace, Odes. L’Accademia di Santa Cecilia di Agrigento… 11am. “Ah yes, here it is.” Claudia smiled as she read the polished brass plaque to the right of the heavy iron door. The door was nestled in an old arched stone doorway in a quiet side street off Agrigento’s Via Atena. The sheer scale of the doorway suggested to her that it had been the entrance to a grand house, little of which was visible from the street. She...
At last methought that I had wander’d far In an old wood, fresh washed in coolest dew, The maiden splendours of the morning star Shook in the steadfast blue. – Tennyson. Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata, each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names, in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name, Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether. – Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? – Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Being greatly stirred, I turn to where I heard That whisper in the night, And there a breath of light Shines like a silver star. – Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row, a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless...
The Moon, who from the hilltop streams On each white face and throat her beams, The song-enchanted fellows send Their chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end. – Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door. But a door like no other. Moments before, it had appeared miraculously at the sound of her voice and now Claudia continued to stand looking at it, mutely, as though awaiting further instructions or some further miracle. She stood for several minutes and nothing happened then she took a...
How oft we saw the sun retire, And burn the threshold of the night, Fall from his ocean lane of fire, And sleep beneath his pillar’d light! – Tennyson, The Voyage. Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too...
Mr. Labatt’s BMW on HWY 401, Ontario 6:42pm, Saturday, November 24, 1979 ‘What a fuckin’ awesome weekend!‘ I thought as four of the six key girls in my life were engaged in a flurry of various conversations as I drove Mr. Labatt’s B-mer back from Guelph on the 401 (Ontario’s equivalent to the Interstate System in the States). ‘I might as well not be in the car,’ I chuckled to myself as Shannon, Lynette, Zupena and Sammy regaled each other with their Friday night, Saturday morning escapades,...
My BFF Vanessa & I were thinking about going to a nudist camp. We had a few brochures & settled on one.My stepmother came into my room & saw the brochure. Kim what are you girls doing? A nudist camp? We just want to see what goes on.Would you mind if I went with? I've always wondered too.I looked at Vanessa, she shrugged her shoulders so I said OK. My stepmother Kate is in her early 40'sWhen we arrived at the camp we went to check in. We saw several people wearing nothing to just...
Labatt Guest House, London, Ontario 6:38am, Saturday, December 1, 1979 “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Dievs,” Zupena softly whispered as she rocked her butt and tightly squeezed thighs against my slumbering body, but with my morning wood unknowingly planted firmly in her warm, wet pussy. “What are you, ‘Oh Dievs-ing’, about 3-Z?” Lynette barely whispered over her shoulder at the blonde giantess to her rear. “Ohh, Mikhail, he ... Oh, Dievs,” Zupena whispered in Lynette’s ear. “No, he’s ... you’re not,”...
(Author’s Note: This chapter is heavy-duty sports oriented. There are a few important ‘non-sports’ details but be warned, this contains much basketball, volleyball and a little gymnastics action. I hope it is realistic and an enjoyable read. As the book title suggests, this chapter is mostly about Championships.) “Look in these eyes! These eyes don’t lie. And they say that if you don’t blink, Then you don’t die.” (The opening lyrics to Def Leppard’s, Undefeated.) Alumni Hall, Western...
Our second day at the nudist campVanessa was the first to waken. She woke me up then Kate got up. Vanessa wanted to get something to eat. What's the dress code? I was like what do you mean? The dress code Vanessa said. Do we have to wear clothes? Kate was a little puzzled. Is this the same girl I had to take her bikini bottoms off yesterday? I hardly sleep last night. All I kept thinking about was you. You were such an exhibitionist walking back to the room without any clothes, cum & all on...
♪ ‘Let my lay down beside you…let me give my love to you.’ Once they were back inside she asked if he’d start a fire. She poured two glasses of wine leaving the bottle and the glasses on the table in front of the fireplace excusing her self. ‘I’ll be right back. There’s a stash on the mantle if you’d like to roll a few,’ she said before going into the bedroom. He opened the small chest taking a whiff of the fragrance checking the bouquet. Clumsily he rolled four placing them on the table...
As usual we got up Saturday morning about 7:00am & went out to see how thegirls were. We had told the boys before going to bed NOT to fuck them thismorning. As soon as we got to them we took the blankets off of them & got agood look at their naked backs & exposed asses. Man were they kind of cute tosee in a way too. Both Angel & Becky were covered with nice red welts & a fewdried cuts on their backs & butts. We untied them from the tables as they wokeup & allowed...