New Geneva had notoriously unstable weather patterns, and, despite years of data analysis and a constellation of weather satellites, the forecasters w...re still wrong often enough to be the butt of jokes.Aaron sat quietly as his guest stared out at the storm. He had found reason to visit her nearly every day since he’d met her at the hospital, often enough to become the subject of gentle teasing from the hospital staff. The Martian was the best intelligence asset they had, and Aaron had closeted. Jesus, I have got to learn to keep my head on straight! Enough, already, with these random distractions. I couldn’t think of the word “triangle” without visions of Frenchie’s red snatch dancing in my head. I wondered if that vivid red color was natural? I mean, she was obviously a redhead, but did she somehow augment the natural redness with some kind of dye?And would it come off on your mouth? If you got right down there in the curlies?Enough! Anyway, this wasn’t a triangle. Not really. There. She gasped when he started to pull back. Rick was chipping in $2000 to get to fuck her ass, and Jake was putting in the other $2000 for videos of the encounter from three sides. He wanted to see her face as her ass got fucked, see her from the side, and also see the cock entering her asshole and fucking her from behind. A little cry escaped her mouth as he started pushing back in again, and she started to feel more ashamed. Giving up her ass (something she thought shed never do) to one of her. ”Tom was becoming more relaxed and animated as he described a scene that was eerily familiar to me. I sensed talking to me about his porn watching was arousing him. It was certainly doing that to me. Lazily, I caressed my slick pussy as he opened up.Finally, as Tom described how the masseuse, an attractive blond in Tom’s story, thrust two fingers into the open pussy of the woman on the table eliciting a massive climax, I interrupted.“How would you feel if that was me on the table? I asked.“Oh.
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