Perhaps the best metaphor is that of a wheel of pleasure, a loosening that turns the insides into jelly and the mind into a blazoned electrode of pass...on. Waves of sensations spread from his ass, deep inside him, into the depths of his body and soul. He screamed, and screamed again, unable to contain himself, scarcely able to fathom the waves of raw joy that permeated his being. Her tongue probed deeper, deeper, impossibly deeply into his asshole, with no hint of hesitation or shame or prudery.. We made out for about 5 minutes straight then as he had his cock as far as it could go. As we made out, he put his hands on my boobs and made sure to give them a gentle squeeze as well as he began thrusting his cock slowly. “Just make sure you be nice to my boobs though bro, or I'll tell mom you are being mean to me,” I said. “You are funny sis, I'll give you that,” Ray replied. “But seriously would you be OK if I told mom and dad about this big favor you are doing for me right now?” I asked.. "Down there, right below us." "You mean the sub struggling?" Adrian asked, joining me. "Yes, it looks like Josephine. I think she's going to get that paddling Chantelle promised." "It's not like she doesn't deserve it, Sir." "Okay, I'm going to take a look. I'll talk with you later if I get a chance, Adrian." "Yes, Sir. Thanks for listening, Sir." "You're welcome." With that, I bounded down the stairs and found the door handle and tried it, to no avail. It was locked. I banged my fist against. I started to fuck his dick, moving fast along his shaft. I could feel every bounce sending a wave a pleasure that was contributing to my rising climax. He held my waist and started to bounce me up and down fast on his cock. I could feel him reaching the boundaries of my pussy, which brought me closer to my climax. He stopped bouncing my and starting thrusting into my pussy. He was fucking me so hard I started to cum. “Oh fuck Luke, fuck! Oh god I’m coming, oh fuck don’t you dare fucking stop.