<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=147365.msg6694585#msg6694585">Quote from: Vergil1989 on 02-08-2012, 17:06:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Inque;</strong><br/><br/>It did put a mild damper on Inque's mood but she perked up all the same since it didn't really matter either way.  It was her preferred method but not the only one she went for.  "Just because I like to dominate doesn't mean I have to Dinah.  I'm willing to negotiate."  She replied, letting the two talk amongst themselves for a bit in hopes she'd still get a chance with the incredibly sexy woman, after she had gotten back in the mood of course if she hadn't driven her away altogether.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Dinah:</strong><br/>"Well then love, it can surely be arranged. Just give me a time." Dinah leaned over to kiss Inque lightly on the lips before taking her drink and walked towards the water. Her feet touched the bank, and cold liquids rushed over her toes, sending a chill through her. Dinah looked over towards the quickly grouping couples, smiling that everybody was getting into the spirit of things. It was obvious that this week was going to be filled with more couplings than anybody could keep track of.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=147365.msg6695558#msg6695558">Quote from: Primarch on 02-08-2012, 21:02:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Slade, in Emma on the beach</strong> <br/><br/>The White Queen was sliding up and down his slick, thick pole under the efforts of them both. When her climax came it was evident to all, the vocal sign of approval and release and not to mention the evidence upon his manhood. Slade was not very far behind, not very far behind at all. He was spurred on by her scream of approval, her hips in movement quite soon again as she continued to ride him, his own hips grinding into her. He could feel her breasts rubbing against her chest and his hand came away from her hair so he could get familiar with a warm, globe of soft, perfect flesh. His hand roughly held for a few moments, but only for a few moments. <br/><br/>Slade himself needed just <em>some</em>thing else to get him to carnal bliss and he knew precisely what it was. His hands took her by the hips and he pushed himself up from the lounger, it was half a step forward and half just falling forward as he relocated them from the beach lounger to the sand. His shins struck the hot sand underneath and he barely registered against the heat generated between himself and Emma. With rough hands again he moved her, he had taken her on her back and he had taken her on his hips and now he moved to put her down on her hands and knees while he positioned himself behind her. In the transition he had come free of her but found the open air on his cock offensive for it had found much greater comfort buried inside her. One hand took her by the hair again while the other saw him guide his pick back into her. His hips were so driving his dick into her, there was something circular in the manner that they moved back before coming in again to place his pulsing manhood as deep into her as he could. <br/><br/>The Terminator watched the shape of her back and the hand that had placed him inside her ran its length, he took a hold of the perfectly sculpted backside then re-tightened his grip upon her hair. Slade <em>drove</em> and he <em>drilled</em> and he <strong>fucked</strong> Miss Frost until eventually a held breath escaped with a low growl of satisfaction and a thick rope of hot fluid erupted from his member to coat her inner walls, it came again as Slade made those climax thrusts, those final pushes of his hips as he unloaded. His lips sough out her neck once more as he planted a final heated kiss. She could probably feel the facial hair on his chin against her cheek as his mouth twisted into a smile.    <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Emma:</strong><br/><br/>Slade's cum coating her walls set Emma Frost off yet again. The orgasm this time was on a lower scale than the last, but it was still toe curling. As she lay relaxed against the her breasts pressed into the ground, making her sigh in content. She felt Slade's lips curl into a smile on her neck, and Emma smiled herself. She was sure everybody had heard her scream, and truthfully didn't care.<br/><br/>"Mmm. Thanks for the ride babe." Emma said as she removed him from her cunt, standing on wobbling legs. She bent to give Slade one last kiss, before walking off, typing her bathing suit around herself at the same time. It was time she joined the group and let everybody know she was here. The spirit of Herogasm had been pumped into her, literally.<br/><br/>Emma walked towards a water gun fight in the middle of the beach, cocking her head and stopping ten paces or so away. She watched curiously for a bit, scoping out everybody. It seemed all Herogasm attendees were ridiculously attractive. Emma decided to sit, crossing her legs as she hed the silly heros play with water.