"They're so heavy." Tiffany reached under and caressed Rayleena's balls with one hand, while her other hand stroked up and down the length of her har... throbbing boner. "Well, you take care of your end of the bargain, love," said Clyda. "I've got my work cut out for me down here." Working her fingers into her ass gently, Clyda slowly added a third, then a fourth, and then finally the top joint of her thumb, twisting and thrusting as Rayleena gasped and groaned. Clyda penetrated Rayleena's. Lately he had began to have fantasies about her. He sometimes imagined himself fucking her or having her blow him.He began to speculate about what her ass would look like naked or whether she had any tits. He imagined two small cones and a little girlish butt, rather like a teenager's.Something about Asian women he thought. All shy and compliant and willing to please, at least in his fantasies they were and that was all that mattered.He thought about propositioning her but worried that she'd. In fact, she was always the type to make up any bed that wasnt made up. There were plenty of times where Id get out of bed to take a shower and by the time I got out itd be made up, as if some little bed making fairy had stopped by to save me the trouble of doing it myself. As I went to work on making up the bed, I noticed the oddest thing. There was this lingering odor that, though I couldnt quite put my finger on it, was familiar to me. Id smelled it before in my mothers room, usually when I. Megan had used it once or twice but normally just found a willing partner when she wanted to indulge. But tonight was the exception. She dug it out from a drawer, where it was at the very bottom. She had worried, for a moment, that she’d thrown it out and almost cried in frustration. But then she’d touched the smooth wood of it. She had taken it back to bed and had teased her opening, coating the fake shaft with her wetness. Hesitantly, she’d slid it in. The smooth wood was far less thick.