**** 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.

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.