**** Chapter 39.5 – Matilda Episode 3 ****
Breasts…!
There were succulent, delightful breasts everywhere I touched, lots of them.
I had inserted my hand into a barrel of wonderful breasts.
My right arm seemed to be trapped so my left hand had to do extra breast duty.
I found nipples. Lovely nipples, the bringer of life; the very first thing that brings joy to a newborn human or any other mammal.
Someone sucking gently on my right thumb…
Svelte flanks under my left hand…
Delicious moans and undulations against my groin!
Awake.
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I had two writhing women in my embrace.
My cock was rock-hard and eager. Hang on down there fella, have to try to mentally come to grips with the situation first.
Tough luck, a small, silky hand inserted me into a slippery, hot velvet vise. My sleepy mind clouded quickly with lust and need. The pheromones in the air where over powering.
I grabbed the hips I felt and drove home as hard as I could, I heard a light gasp and a moaned “Si”; it was Matilda. I started to use her as she liked to be used, Matilda liked it with strength and power; I gave her that.
Soon the sucking on my thumb stopped, I continued to stroke boldly into Matilda; I was delicately violent.
Gymnastics on the far side of the bed and suddenly there was a tongue helping as I worked Matilda, licking her clit and my cock on every stroke.
Michelle tried to push her groin into Matilda’s face but I caught it with the hand of my captured right arm, Two fingers delved into that sopping wet pussy and I found her G-spot, she lost control.
I began to short stroke Matilda and changed my angle so I was rubbing her G-spot with each thrust.
My fingers and thrusts found a rhythm together and the moans escalated to wails of ecstasy.
They began to shudder almost in perfect unison, I held on tight and thrust deeply and filled Matilda with my hot eager sperm.
Their wails and convulsions had subsided to whimpers and I had vacated their orifices and focused on catching my breath.
Another Matilda surprise.
Exhaustion quickly took me back into a now dreamless sleep.
I didn’t stir again until the cock crowed.
Matilda was gone again.