Mary's heart pounded as she pressed her fingers against the soft fabric. Ann jumped and instinctively closed her legs feeling pressure on her now wet ...ussy. Fingers trapped Mary leaned forward and kissed Ann again. Placing her hands on Mary's face, Ann jutted her tongue out. Mary sucked on it passonately. Moving her hand sow, Ann caressed Mary's right tit. Mary moaned in Ann's mouth feeling her nipple being squeezed. Ann inhaled quickly with a finger pushing her cotton panties between her. He pushed my hands away and said “no this is about you not me.” He gave me a quick kiss and then sat on the floor in front of the chair pulling my pussy into his mouth and putting my thighs over his shoulders. From the very first few thrusts of his tongue I knew this was different. It was not the sporadic flicking or unfocused licking I felt from my husband or a few other guys I was with. It felt purposeful. Not just something to get me wet enough to shove a cock into but like the only purpose. The first man lay on his back and Julie straddled him holding her pussy lips open with her fingers. Sighing contentedly, she slipped her pussy down his stiff pole feeling herself filled with his cock. She felt a hand push her forward so her breasts lay on the man beneath her and a finger poking something cold and wet at her ass. The man below held her steady with his cock deeply embedded in her as the other started to push his finger in and out of her ass. Soon the bastard was satisfied that. You have made me a better leader of my tribe because of that. Thank you Bob.”Valkorla spoke nest, “Bob as for me, I have only known you for two days, yet you have taught me much more in those two days, than I have learned being a leader for 14 years now. I see now that I was a poor leader. I told everyone what to do, not ask them. I can see a difference in telling and asking. Thank you Bob you are making me a better leader of my people too.”All the rest of the men had something to say about how.
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