Then she took my hands and wrapped them around his dick. She moved them up and down. Tim closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Rebbecca said, tha...'s it just like that. I moved my hands like she told me as she reached down and stroked my little dick. After a few minutes Rebbecca said to spread my legs wide. As I spread them she opened a drawer in the side table and pulled out a tube. She squeezed out so cream on her finger and rubbed my butt hole. My legs started to shake as her rubbing. I love and definitely cherish it. Dont you yourself? The wine leaks and drips straight into my butt hole, steadily, bit by bit, and enjoyably. I shut and seal my eyes as all this happens, dreading and fearing that I might encounter some horror-worse and unbearable pain as a result of my carelessness and thoughtlessness. I do not however, and I am so glad and pleased about it. I feel my buttocks contract and squeeze on the insides, the flesh of my anus itself pinching and tightening up in a. Her call came in just when I thought the summer doldrums couldn't get any worse. The mid-afternoon temperatures here on the Florida Keys in early July were very humid and well into the 90s. Winter tourists had long since gone home and it was still a little early for the families with children that invade us every summer.I picked her up at her motel and couldn't believe my eyes, she was even more beautiful in person than any magazine could ever depict. Her entire ensemble was straight out of a. Some part of me was actually looking forward to this - to the danger, to the taboo, to the kinkyness. Of course, at this point I was telling myself that this part of me was journalistic instinct - the hunger for a good story.Underneath a thin satin blouse and a lacy bra, my perky chest was heaving considerably, and my nipples were pushing against the fabric quite visibly even through the layers of clothes. I had put considerable thought into my outfit. I wouldn't have had to. After all, I.