”“Don’t I get a turn with the strap-on?” Lexie asked.“No, this strap-on is for me to fuck you with so you won’t miss that boy’s cock whe... you are with me,” Lori explained. “I don’t have a boyfriend, so I don’t need a dick in me.”Lexie shrugged her shoulders.“Get on the bed and lift your legs, so that your pussy is in the air for me. I want us both to see as my dick slides into your cunt,” Lori commanded as she spread the complimentary sample of lube on the full length of the strap-on.Lexie. I took them. We were linked and our hands playing into each other helped to ease the awkwardness of her need to know and my wish to explain. She looked up at me now and softly said,“Thank you, Ben, for telling me about yourself. And especially for being so open about what I am to you and what you want us to have. I wanted you, propositioned you. I was both shameless and frightened, and now I am just so glad I did because I know that we are good for each other. But there is something I need to. ‘It’s going to be worse for you when you get home because of me, isn’t it?’ Nodding mutely, she stared at the man curling in upon himself on the floor, the beginning of tears in her eyes. ‘Then end it here. Come with me.’ He’s wanted to say that before, to others, but he’d never had such a seemingly personal connection to those women before. More than anything, he wanted to save Amy Collins: from her boyfriend, from herself. He had, paying a price in teeth and a dozen stitches some months later. So many girls think they have give out encouragement or trash-talk like porn stars. This girl’s little throaty noises and cum calls were sensational.I reached down to lift her ankles high and wide like wheelbarrow handles. I banged her harder until she started that high-pitched wail I loved. Holding myself back, I continued pounding her squishy cunt long after she stopped shaking, and finally let my cum loose in one long juddering thrust. I let go of her legs and dropped my head onto her chest,.