” Coach H tells me. “Do you want me to put it back in” he asks. “Sure” I reply. Coach H first puts the device in his mouth before sliding...it back up my ass. Coach H tells me “Tell me when it feels the best” as he adjusts the vibration. After a few tries he hits the sweet spot. It is a marvelous feeling. Pre-cum starts to leak out of my cock all on its own. When he sees the pre-cum Coach H starts to suck on my cock again. It does not take long before I reach orgasm. I try to pull away. It felt amazing to feel his tongue against the skin of my ass, prepping my hole with light flicks and long licks. He would kiss my hole sweetly then bite the side of my cheek. I was in pure heaven with this Oscar doing what no guy had done to me in well over a year. I was mostly an anal top now and versatile orally; wishing for a chance to suck his thick yam looking cock but it looked as if Oscar wanted to mount me any second.I was so wet and open after his tongue lashing in and around my hole. .. she experienced a frisson of pleasure that definitely ended it’s focus in that place that was ... unmentionable. It was so frustrating!She even considered going to Bristol and confronting Jake, as if that would help!She repositioned her cheval mirror so that she could see her back reflected in her dressing table mirror. The bruising that had been inflicted on her during that evening with Jake had faded. She shuddered at the memory. What she could see in the mirror was a slim figure, with. ”“And,” Mandy reinforced, “We’ll just be a few miles out for most of the trip, parallel to the coast...”“‘Way out when we go around the Mississippi River outlets,” Bink inserted.“But if we need to, we can be back onshore pretty quick.”“Nothing on Ada happens quick,” I reminded them, “At least in regards to distance.”So back to the lists – groceries, supplies, and since it’s easing on into winter now, a couple of suits of foul-weather gear.Just in case. If Ada was a sailboat, foul-weather gear,.