Although Patti didn't know it to any degree of certainty, she could feel the change in Terry, and it'd all taken beginnings when his wife murmured that remark about letting Geoff take her anal virginity.  It was a delicious, nasty victory bundled into a delectable bundle of sexual release, yet she couldn't bring herself to fully savor it for the simple fact that such a high level of thought escaped her.  Here and now, arms bracing the couch whilst her backside tensed in bracing for each and every thrust, she could only accept the visceral experience thrust upon her.  Her nectar continued to flow in plentiful, sensual ooze, its aroma rising to fill Terry's nostrils whilst his weighty sac pummeled her splayed lips again and again.  The woman's breaths were coming exclusively through parted lips by now, panted heavily alongside throaty moans whilst she reeled again and again in ecstasy.<em>"Oooh, Baby.  You're getting me- Nnh!  You're getting me close,"</em>she howled.<br/><br/>Katrina was in a similar mindset.  Where she'd been focused on the strife and struggle of the moment before, Geoff's expert hand and his strong, rough touch had somehow delved her into a deeper, more primal mindset.  With heavy eyelids still encroaching down upon those amber orbs, she held her gaze upon her neighbor.  As he withdrew she'd grin to him, and then lift both her hands obediently as he lifted the blouse up and over her head.  Similarly, she'd shimmy the bra off both arms when he unclasped it so as to expose the pert, smallish handful breasts the garment had restrained.  Bronzed like the rest of her and absent any tan lines, her tiny mauve nipples stood upright and at attention.  Her right hand, meanwhile, curled about Geoff's large wrist, bracing it and drawing those two moistened fingers towards her lips.  She winked playfully to him just as his outermost digits brushed her mouth.