'Oh, my God, Jason! I can see your cock moving in me!' And we could. From a spot maybe just over two inches south from my belly button to just touchin... my belly button, both of us could watch as the skin of my stomach pooched ever so slightly upwards in time to Jason's thrusts. I have very low body fat and a 23 inch waist. I'm sure that was part of the reason we could watch the tip of Jason's cock making my skin bulge upwards. I'd been able to press a hand lightly to my lower stomach just above. She sat bolt right up."Its today"excitement and nerves rushed through her body like a freight train. what her Dom and her had been preparing for the last few weeks had finally come to fruition. today she would be meeting (and playing)with her new sub sister.jumping out of bed she reached to her phone to send her morning message to her Dom to say she was up. trying to not sound to excited she added to her normal good morning sir with a "Its today". not expecting a answer within the next hour she. Instead of going for quality and hurting myself, I decided on quantity. I moved to the side and started giving her whack after whack, paddling with both hands. Soon the red skin of her buttcheeks was even redder.“Enough. Fuck me.”My cock had flagged a bit through all the exertion -- violence wasn’t really my thing -- but as I got behind her and saw her puffy, glistening pussy lips, it didn’t take long for me to get back to full mast. I lined the head of my cock up and pushed inside.“Hey, Tom,. And I need to get the feel of beer off me." I pulled and tugged at the zipper at the front of my dress, but it refused to budge. "Let me help." Matthew came over to stand in front of me. "Do you mind?" he asked, reaching for the zip. I couldn't say a word, so I just swallowed and shook my head nervously. He immediately began pulling at the zipper. My heart was hammering in my chest, I tried to look into his eyes, but his head was bent and eyes narrowed in concentration. Eventually, the zipper.