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BetweenHerLegs says --

This story, like all BetweenHerLegs stories, is a literary exploration of sexual fantasy.  
It it not intended to describe actual persons or events, nor to condone or encourage any of these activities.  
Likewise, this and every other piece of erotica on this site should not be read by or to minors,
nor by or to anyone for whom these materials are illegal, immoral, or ill-advised.

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Jenny (ManyJennies@yahoo.com)

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"Fairbanks Hotel"

by BetweenHerLegs

© Jenny Clark, 2008

Deb and her husband Luke were on the boring stretch of the Alaska cruise.  The stretch which was spent in land-locked Fairbanks.  Standard with several of the cruise lines, the time in Fairbanks included little more than a viewing of the Alaska pipeline, perhaps a visit to the ice sculpture museum down-town, and not much else of note.  Tonight the cruisers were more-or-less on their own for dinner, and the couple from Australia had opted for what was ticketed as the fine-dining option in the restaurant which quite naturally was part of the cruise company's hotel.  It quickly became apparent that their personal notion of fine-dining was a little overblown for the Fairbanks context.

A beautifully proportioned woman in her early forties with a pretty, finely featured face, Deb wore a navy dress that clung to her hips and bosom but fell loose over her waist.  Her husband, a handsome, dark-haired man in good physical condition, wore a dark grey suit that brought out the color in his dreamy eyes and made his close-cropped hair look darker and more youthful.  Apart from other cruise passengers, the rest of the patrons were mostly wearing jeans and un-tucked button-down shirts or khakis with their shirts tucked in.  The latter looked decidedly over-dressed, which made Deb and Luke even more self-conscious about their own clothing.

The menu was not necessarily what they expected either.  It was neither replete with local oddities like reindeer sausage stew or raw seal with wild cranberry sauce, nor with many high end, five-star restaurant meals.  They each opted for halibut and a local beer, to try and get at least a little taste of the Fairbanks flavor.  As they sipped their beer in all their finery, waiting for the main course, Deb's eyes coursed about the crowd.  There was another local flavor she was angling for, given the opportunity.

When traveling, she and Luke liked to truly appreciate the local area, and one of their favorite ways to do that was for Deb to take a local to bed.  Deb loved, no adored, no worshipped cock, and Luke loved to watch her passion get unleashed. Usually Luke would wait until later to sate his own sexual satisfaction with his wife, but sometimes he would wank right there while watching, adding his load to that covering Deb, or coating the fortunate local man's back with it.  On very special occasions, he would even join in and make it a threesome.

This was their only extended stay on the cruise where they had ready access to locals, and so far Deb was finding few likely prospects.  Most of the Alaska native men were distant and clearly uninterested in the prospect of pleasure at her lips, and most of the white men weren't too different from the sort of rugged, roughened, unwashed she had ready access too back home.

"Find anything interesting?" Luke asked as he finished off his beer.

Deb blushed.  "No, not yet," she admitted, turning her attention to her own beer.

A moment later, their food was delivered.  The hostess was a young native Alaskan girl with coffee-and-cream skin, long flowing black hair, and a lithe figure which was accentuated by the uniform of a loose white blouse and tight black slacks with silver pin-stripes.  Deb, who was somewhat bi-curious, couldn't help but sneak a glance at the movement of her well-toned ass and thighs as she walked away.  

She heard Luke chuckle.  "You don't think that's interesting?" he asked with a laugh.

The woman blushed almost as deep a shade as her auburn hair.  Her husband often teased her about women, having caught her once looking at naked celebrity pictures on the internet, but she knew that he would be uncomfortable, perhaps even hurt, if she told him that she occasionally entertained fantasies of what it might be like to be with another woman.

"Very funny," was all she said, though she couldn't help but glance up again towards the doors to the kitchen, where the young native girl was talking to another hostess, a blonde only a few years older with an athletic body and a pretty, innocent face with flashes of red-brown eyes.  The uniform suited the other girl nearly as well as it suited their own server.  The two were laughing, close together, looking very familiar.  Deb found herself blushing again as she saw the blonde pat the other girl's ass before breaking up their chat to return to their duties.

Just that simple brush, the naughtiness of it, the prettiness of the girls, was enough to make Deb's blush travel from head to toe. She quickly re-focused on her halibut as intently as possible.  Despite her deliberate exercise of will, she found herself unable to resist furtive peaks at the wait staff.  She didn't know what she was looking for or at, just that she wanted to look, and that every time she saw either the native girl or the blonde, she found herself shifting uncomfortably in her seat.  After a few more minutes she excused herself abruptly and rushed off the restroom.

She needed to catch her breath, calm herself down.  The women's room was empty, so Deb just stood at the sink, leaning on the counter and breathing slowly.  She even splashed her face with a little water. Her mind wasn't necessarily wandering where she didn't want it to, but her inner ache was pushing her in that direction.  It was one thing to admit to herself that she was aroused conceptually by the thought of women loving women, but quite another for her to cross the line into actually contemplating it.  Yet, as she stared at the empty stalls, she had to fight the urge to enter, close the door, and bring some relief to herself.  She had masturbated once before thinking about a woman, and had felt guilty afterward, as if she were cheating on Luke.

Luck was not with the married woman, however, for just as she started to calm down inside, the door opened, and the two hostesses entered.  They smiled at her, excused themselves with a wink, and embraced.  Their mouths locked in a deep, noisy kiss, and their hands caressed the curves of each other’s hips and ass.  Deb left hurriedly, but couldn't help sneaking a last glance over her shoulder at the two young women, and seeing the blonde's hand slide between the native Alaskan's slightly parted legs, just before the door shut.

Deb was aware of little throughout the rest of dinner.  She and Luke chatted, she was sure, but she really didn't know about what.  All she knew for sure was that she needed to get up to their hotel room and suck the hell out of Luke's cock to remind her of just how straight she really was.  When the girl came to clear their dishes and offer them desert, she looked at Deb with a mischievous sparkle in her dark, nearly black eyes, as if to say, "Yeah, you saw exactly what you think you saw... Wanna see it again?"

And Deb realized she was staring at those eyes, and averted her gaze, only to find herself looking at the girl's chest, then her hips.  It was amazing how beautifully her figure flowed while still retained a very feminine definition in every curve.  "Any desert?" she heard her husband ask.

"No, not right now," she said, idly, trying not to look at the hostess.  "Maybe later."

Luke, it turned out, took her mention of desert seriously and literally, and after they departed the restaurant, they went up to the hotel room and did nothing but watch television for a few hours until Luke decided it was time to go down to the ice cream social.  Naturally, the ice cream social was in the same restaurant facility, just with the tables cleared out to make room for long tables with varieties of ice cream and topping and floor space for milling around.  The local cruise company staff milled around with the guests, making sure everyone was doing well and helping out folks who had questions.

Deb found herself scanning the crowd for the two hostesses, and it didn't take long for her to find them.  They were no longer in the tight black, pin-striped pants. They still wore loose white blouses, but they were now wearing black skirts that came down just above the knees.  Each wore a skirt that was a size too small and clung to their curves.  The blouses were now short-sleeved, showing that their arms were as prettily put together as their legs.  Suddenly, the two noticed her attention, and came over to her.  She looked for Luke, but he had already gone over to start putting together an ice cream.

"Hi," the blonde said with a big smile.  Her reddish-brown eyes were clear and sharp.  She touched her name tag, drawing attention to both her name and her chest.  "I'm Angel."

"I'm Rachael," the native girl said, touching her own name tag to the same effect.

"Deb," the married woman said.  She was probably twice their age, and she was no lesbian, but her heart was aflutter.  "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," Angel said with a playful curtsy.  

"Is this your first time in Alaska?" Rachael asked, looking the older woman over from behind her long, dark lashes.

"Yes, it is."

"You like what you see?" Angel asked with an almost-but-not-quite-suggestive tone in her voice.

"Who wouldn't?"

"Where are you from?" Rachael inquired.

"Australia."

"Never been there," Rachael said, "but I've always wanted to."

"We'll have to go down under sometime," Angel told her with a wink.

"Anytime you're ready," her native friend responded.

"Anytime you want to go down under, you're always welcome," Deb interjected before she really realized she was flirting with them.  

Suddenly, the rest of the world slipped away, and Deb was only conscious of these two young beauties.  They both seemed to be standing very close to her as the blonde said, looking into Deb's eyes, "Is that an invitation?"

"I suppose so," the older woman admitted, though she was not sure why.

Rachael smiled.  "Now that's the Alaskan spirit," she laughed.

And with that, the two girls gave Deb a wink, and returned to their general milling around.

Flustered, hot, and confused, Deb excused herself and went upstairs to their hotel room, leaving Luke to finish his ice cream.  In the room, Deb threw her dress to the floor and stood in front of the full-length mirror, eyeing her body, trying to imagine what she looked like to those two girls.  Her figure was no longer as tight as theirs, but she had to admit to herself that she still looked good.  Her waist was good, her breasts large but still well-shaped, her hips curved, her ass full but nicely defined.  Her legs were smooth and shapely, her face lean and pretty with dramatic features and expressive eyes.  Her lips were thin but quite pouty, and she did admire her tongue for its length and flexibility.  She allowed herself the silly indulgence of removing her bra to look at the rosy tips of her breasts, and removing her panties to look at the thin red folds which lay at the heart of her dark bush.  

"Not bad, old woman," she told herself with a wink.  

She made up her mind to get the girls out of her head by setting up a hell of a welcome-back-to-the-room for Luke.  She pulled on a lacey white thong and a white blouse with no bra beneath.  And then she waited for her husband.  As soon as the door opened, and she saw him enter and close the door, she fell to all fours on the floor, arching her back and looking up at him hungrily.

"I want you so bad, Luke," she growled.

He wasn't going to pass this up, and immediately started removing his suit.  When he came over to her, still holding his tie, but wearing no clothes, she got up to her knees so that his arousal was hanging in her face, getting fuller by the moment.  She looked up into his eyes as she opened her lips wide and reached out with her tongue for his gorgeous piece of meat.  She reached up with her hands to hold onto his strong ass so that she could better face-fuck the poor bastard until he couldn't stand any longer, but as she did, he took the tie and tied it around her eyes like a blindfold.

She hummed with pleasure as he then took her hand and led her to the bed.  He  laid her out, unbuttoned her blouse, and slid her thong off, and she grinned with anticipation as he took his discarded shirt and used it to gently tie her hands above her head.  He used some other ties to spread her legs and tie them to the foot of the bed.  Deb squirmed with the thrill of what was to come.

"Squirm for me, baby," he commanded her gently.  He loved to watch her body writhe on the bed.  "Show me how horny you are."

She couldn't see it, but she knew he was standing next to the bed, masturbating.  That was okay, because Luke never had only one load in him.  She moved within her gentle restrains, smiling the whole while because she could sense the pleasure her husband was taking in her body.

"Show me how much you want my cock," he said, and she licked her lips and squirmed more.  "You want to suck my cock, don't you, babe?"

"God, yes, you know I do."

"You want me to titty-fuck you and cum all over your face, don't you?"

"Oh god..." she really wanted to touch herself, but she couldn't.  She was practically humping the air.

"And you wish those girls from the restaurant were here to watch, don't you?"

Before she knew it, she said, "Yes, god, yes..." in a taut whisper.

"You like them don't you?"

"Yes!"

"You want to feel their bodies..."

"Yes!"

"You want to suck on their titties..."

"Yes!"  Her mouth was kissing at the air as she humped up and down, writhing in pleasured agony on the bed.

"You want to taste their pussies..."

"Yes! God yes!"

"You want to feel their lips on your hot pussy..."

"Yes!  Oh, yes!  Yes!"

"You're a naughty bi slut who wants to fuck girls young enough to be her daughters..."

"Yes, I am!  God, I am!"

At that, she heard Luke grunt repeatedly and then felt cool drops of his sticky cum raining down upon the smooth skin of her tummy.  She craned her head as much towards him as possible, begging for him to let her taste his rod, but instead she suddenly felt lips and tongue on her tummy, licking at the cum, sucking it up.  Luke had never before eaten his own cum, but her tummy was being devoured.  She felt the tongue inside her belly button --

-- and then screamed as she convulsed with the shock of another pair of lips pressing on her inner thigh.  Kissing, licking, sucking.  Her thighs had  never been so well-loved before.  And it was just her thighs.  Not her calves, not her pussy, just her thighs.  It went on for several minutes like that, the only sound her own moans and the noise of the wet kisses.  And then, amidst the flurry of intense kisses on her inner thigh, she shrieked again as she suddenly felt the first set of lips lift from her tummy and move up to her breast.  They parted and slowly enclosed her nipple, wrapping it in gentle, moist warmth, as the tongue slowly worked her tip almost to bursting.

The blindfold was lifted and Deb looked down to see Rachael's mouth wrapped around her breast, her dark hair tied back in a tight ponytail.  She looked further down and saw Angel worshipping her thighs with her mouth, eyes closed as if it were she that were experiencing the ecstasy.  Her own eyes quite wide, Deb looked at Luke, who was already hard again and rubbing himself as he watched the two hot young women have their way with his wife.  He moved so that his cock was near her face, and Deb began to lick it greedily.  Rachael reached back and undid her pony tail so that her hair cascaded all over the older woman's chest.  Angel's tongue reached out and just brushed against Deb's labia, ever so quickly.  The auburn-haired beauty let out another scream of pleasure.

"Hold on, guys," Angel said, waving Luke and Rachael aside.  The athletic blonde, whose naked body was both fit and shapely, moved so that she was hovering over the bound woman.  Her pussy inches from Deb's, her breasts almost brushing Deb's, her lips nearly breathing into Deb's.  

"So you want us, do you?" she asked teasingly.

"Yes," the married woman assured her.

Angel's tongue emerged from her mouth to trace the shape of Deb's pouty lips twice over.  "How bad?" the younger woman asked.

"Very bad," Deb said desperately.  She gasped as Rachael moved to the foot of the bed and began sucking gently on her toes, her nimble tongue encircling each one as she sucked it.  

Angel reached out for Luke brought his cock close to her mouth.  "Bad enough to let me do this?"  She lifted his hardon with her hand and took his balls gently into her mouth, sucking them softly and swirling them around against one another amidst her saliva.  As she did so, she stroked him with the slightest touch, and brought forth a quivering drop of precum.

"You can do whatever you want," Deb promised, moaning as the blond lowered her body  down on top of her and began sliding up and down.  Her pussy was very wet, her nipples very hard, her skin incredibly smooth and soft.  

"Whatever we want, eh?"

"Yes, whatever you want."

With those words, Rachael moved once again, this time, coming up near the head of the bed.  Deb could smell the girl's pussy, and she was surprised at how deeply arousing the scent was.  Rachael only had to open her mouth ever-so-slightly before Luke had his cock inserted between her lips.  The young native Alaskan woman moved to lay beside Deb, their faces next to one another.  Deb loved the feel of the girl's cheek on hers, and loved watching her husband's cock fuck this pretty young woman's mouth from up so close.

"I think she deserves her first little release," Angel announced.  Rachael now maneuvered in such a way as to guide Luke's cock between their faces, so that she and Deb both could have a share of it's a glorious hot flesh.  As they sucked together on opposite sides, their lips met, their tongues touched, and Deb realized how wondrous a woman's mouth really felt.  Her focus, however, was on sucking her husband off, bringing him to a second quick orgasm.

At least, until she felt Angel slide down her body, kneel between her outstretched legs, and begin wolfing down on her pussy like a starving child.  The blonde's mouthwork was incredible.  She started by simply and repeatedly engulfing as much of the older woman's pussy as she could within her mouth and sucking gently on it.  She then sucked on individual labial folds, running each between her lips, sucking and blowing and stroking it with her tongue.  Deb groaned at this as she and Rachael continued to give her husband head.

"God, you taste so good, lover," Angel moaned into her muff, as she began to stab deep into the older woman's pussy with her tongue.  Before long she was trusted her head violently into Deb's pussy, fucking her with tongue and knows.  "I love your cunt so much!"  Angel called out lustily as her hands clenched Deb's ass, bringing face and pussy even closer together. 

By the time Angel's lips wrapped themselves around her clit, Deb was already on the edge, and she came instantly and loudly.  She shook violently in her restraints, and as she did, Angel continued to suck her clit as she slipped two fingers inside her, stroking her inner walls even as they trembled. Rachael was now overcome with lust, and covered Deb's screaming mouth her own, kissing her deeply and violently.  Saliva poured from the native girls' mouth into Deb's as their lips and tongues wrestled, neither breathing and neither caring to try.  Luke's hand quickly finished off the job their mouths had started and he gave a loud grunt as he shot another load, all over the faces of his wife and her native Alaskan lover.  The married woman came a second time as Angel blew a stream of cold air on her steaming clit and stuck a third finger inside her, twirling all her fingers in different directions so as to leave no corner unexplored.

"That was your first release," Angel said, raising up from the older woman's pussy with a satisfied grin on her pretty face.  Seeing the gentle kisses of Deb and Rachael's cum-covered faces, she slid back up the woman's body and began to slowly scoop the cum off their soft skin with just her lower lip.

"God, Luke," she groaned, looking at the woman's husband as she swallowed some of the jizz down and went back to scoop more.  "You really know how to shoot a load."

"It helps to have inspiration," he said, still stroking his flagging erection as he watched the three women's cum-covered faces brush against one another.

When Angel was satisfied that she'd gotten the last of the cum into her mouth, she grabbed Rachael's dark hair and pulled the girl's face close to her own.  Yanking her ponytail down, Angel opened her mouth and let Luke's cum dribble slowly into the native girl's mouth.  When she had it all, the Rachael in turn went back to Deb, held her mouth open with both hands and used her tongue to funnel the cum into the mouth of the man's wife.

Deb groaned with pleasure.  Angel had referred to her first release, but Deb felt as if she were still completely on the precipice.

"I need a little let off," Rachael said, raising herself.  "Angel?"

"With pleasure, hon."

The two young women moved so that they were up right on their knees, one cunt on either side of Deb's face.  Angel was shaved, delicate and pink.  Rachael had a tuft of soft black fur right above her long, narrow slit.  Deb watched in fascination as each girl reached out and slipped a pair of pretty fingers inside the other.  They were not gentle with another other.  In fact, they were almost brutal as they frigged one another, rubbing clits as they plunged into wet depths.  Every stroke brought a splash of lubricating juices out onto Deb's face as she lay with her head between them.  Luke was enthralled with the sight, and began to place kisses on Rachael's shoulders and to caress her sides.

The native girl moaned and started humping against Angel's hand.  Encouraged, Luke drew nearer and began rubbing his cock into the silky smooth crease between Rachael's soft ass cheeks.  He was not hard again yet, but it only took a few moments to produce a nice slick of precum on himself.  This sensation thrilled Rachael, and she plunged herself down hard onto the fingers inside her, coming with a violent spasm that shook her ass and her thighs.  Deb gasped, never having watched another woman orgasm before.  It was a beautiful thing to behold to the passion and abandonment in the young girl's face as her body convulsed.  

The moment she could, Rachael removed her fingers from Angel and spun on Luke, tackling him to the ground and straddling his chest.  She hunched over and began covering his face with kisses as her black hair veiled them both.  At the same time, Angel replaced Rachael’s' fingers with three of her own, and went at herself hard.  She turned so that she was straddling Deb’s neck, her shaved cunt right above the older woman's face.  Deb  found the scent and the sight surprisingly invigorating.

"You ever seen a girl squirt?" Angel asked.

"No," Deb answered with pent-up breath.

"I squirt loads," the blonde warned her, moving her fingers in unisons as a wave inside herself.  "And it's all going right onto your face, lover."

Deb watched as the girl's face got redder and lolled back on her shoulders as her muscles tightened.  She was close.  Very close.  Extremely close.  And then she came.  Streams of clear liquid shot out of her, directly on Deb's face.  the older woman closed her eyes but grinned as she took the girl's love juice.

As soon as the shower was over, Angel disappeared over the side of the bed, and Deb could no longer see what was happening, but she could hear.  Rachael was still kissing Luke's face, and it sounded like Angel was now loudly slurping his cock, trying to bring him back to erection.  Her husband was grunting, groaning, and kissing Rachael back loudly and wetly.  Then, just as the sounds were reaching a wet, slapping fury, Angel got up.  "Now go feed this to your wife."

Deb watched eagerly as her husband stood and came over with his erection full and red.  She loved his cock and opened her mouth, smiling with delight.  He slipped it in and she took him deep, proceeding to face fuck him as best she could in the restraints.

Meanwhile, Angel and Rachael climbed up onto the bed between her legs.  They each adjusted themselves to straddle one leg, pressing their wet pussies into her shins.  Luke, watching the two girls mount his wife, pulled out of her mouth and began rubbing just the tip of his cock around her face, spreading a trail of precum behind.  Each girl bent slowly down, each of Deb's thighs nestled between a pair of young, firm breasts.  Their mouths approached her pussy, and then each girl took one side of her labia and began kissing it.  Each took one lower lip and began sucking it softly, rolling her flesh around in her mouth, moving about and exploring.  

The two mouths on her love box was more than Deb could have anticipated and she spasmed once with a pre-orgasm.  Their tongues slowly slipped inside her and met within her walls.  It was if the two girls with French-kissing deep inside her.  She spasmed once again and arched her back in delighted agony.  Luke was rubbing his cock around her lips, but no matter how she tried to take it in, he kept avoiding it.  She was being teased at both ends.

"You like this don't you?" Angel asked, once again taking the roll of the leader.

"Yes, god yes," Deb cried out.

"You love your husband's cock, don't you?"

"Oh, yes!"

"And you love having two pretty girls worshipping your body?"

"Yes!  Yes!"

And with those cries, Angel raised up and began humping Deb's thighs with her hands massaged her own breasts.  Freed now for total access, Rachel began lapping at the older woman's pussy with unrestrained grain.  Luke, for his part, had to get a bigger piece of one of the these girls.  He watched Angel humping his wife's leg, and almost hated to interrupt it, but he caught her eye and gestured to his raging erection.

"Fuck yeah!" Angel agreed.   "Move, Rachael!"  

As soon as the native girl got out of the way, Angel spun around to straddle Deb's waist, facing her feet.  She dropped her head into a 69-style pussy-eating position and raised her back end up as high as she could.  Luke straddled his wife behind the blonde, positioned himself carefully in line with her shaved cunt and then pressed himself in.

He cried out with pleasure, praising her tightness as she bucked back against him and they did it doggy-style while straddling his wife.  The harder he fucked her, the harder she fucked back, and the harder she went at Deb's pussy.  She literally began fucking the married woman with her face, stabbing at the beautiful cunt with tongue and nose.  While all this was going on, Rachael had gotten up beside Luke and was kissing the man's mouth deeply while reaching down to massage his wife's glorious breasts and tweak her brilliant nipples.

"God, Luke, I love your cock!" Angel cried out into Deb's pussy, her body thrashing in both directions.  "Don't stop!  Don't stop!"

Luke didn't, and in a moment, Angel issued a series of gasps and  then let out a ripping scream as she came around the married man's cock, her inner walls squeezing him and rumbling as her liquids poured down her thighs onto Deb's tummy, the floodgates once again opened.

"Please!" Deb cried out.  "Luke, let me taste your cock!"

He slipped out of the girl's cunt and turned around, shoving himself into his wife's mouth.  Her lips were tight around him as she tasted the young girl's juices on him.  It was a new taste, a startling taste, but it seemed the perfect seasoning for her husband's big rod as it filled her mouth.  She lashed him with her tongue and let her teeth scrape lightly against him.

"Oh, fuck," Luke muttered, moving as slowly as he good, but wanting to ram himself down into her, hard.  "You're so good, babe, you're so good."

Deb smiled around his cock, and then purred with pleasure as she felt Angel lay across her and saw the pretty blonde's face go between Luke's legs and begin to suck gently on his balls.  And then she gasped as Rachael once again found the woman's pussy.  The native girl, covering her whole glorious bush with kisses began inserting fingers inside her and before Deb could really appreciate what was going on, Rachael was fisting her hard and fast while sucking on her thighs hard enough to leave bruising marks.

Luke lost all sense of control as his wife began thrashing around within her restraints, and he began fucking her face as hard and fast as he could.  Angel tried as best as she could to keep her lips and tongue wrapped around his balls, but she couldn't keep up with him, and she slipped, her tongue hitting the sensitive spot between his scrotum and his ass.

"Fucking cunt!" Luke yelled out as he gave a violent jerk and came in his wife's mouth.  As he collapsed backward and plopped out, Angel early took him in, slurping his waning spasms up into her mouth and swallowing before pressing her mouth over Deb's and sucking his cum out of her as best she could.  The two women's tongue wrestled and their saliva washed back and forth as they food for Luke's seed.  But Deb couldn't battle long, because Rachael was mercilessly attacking her pussy.  When she came this time, Deb cried out loudly and repeated, and her whole body shock.  Her heart pounded in her chest, and she grew so light-headed, she literally passed out.

When Deb woke up, the restraints were gone and she was lying naked on her side, Luke naked spooning behind her.  She turned and kissed him softly.  "How did you arrange that?" she asked.

"I didn't," he answered with a smile.  "They did.  They asked if they could make love to my beautiful wife."

Deb blushed... shivered... and smiled...

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