“Don’t stop that.”“What, this?” giggled Caroline. Now she moved both hands between her legs and began to firmly rub John’s cock and balls....��Yeah, that!” grunted John. “Oh, God, I think I’m going to cum...”“Fuck my pussy, John, fuck my pussy!” cried out Caroline, forcing a finger into her cunt alongside John’s dick. “Fuck my pussy!”John gave a low grunt and began to shudder, his prick spasming and spewing a night’s worth of juice into the greedy cunt devouring it. Caroline cooperated by clenching. ”“So let me guess. You invited him home so you could give him a nasty reward.”We all laughed, including Jason, which put an end to the tension.“Don’t sweat it, Ricky,” Jason said, “I enjoy watching my wife being pleasured by a young strapping stud such as yourself.”That seemed to be my cue. I set the cinnamon buns on the coffee table in front of Jason then dropped to my knees in front of Ricky. He was wearing a pair of nylon work out pants and I pulled them down revealing what I expected would. And in the meantime, she pulled her body out of his arms, kissing his forehead lightly, and went home to Diane. She was horny. * * * * * Strap-ons weren’t quite as good as the real thing but they were close. Allison moaned passionately as Diana bit down on her nipples, pressing the thick rubber cock into her aching pussy… even with her friend sex was so much better. Of course, it might just be that Diana had decided to tie her up for this little endeavor – Allison was finding that bondage. This of course is the point isn't it? To put her back in her place as his submissive. She got the roles confused again and he needs to…….re-educate her. In the bedroom Mark orders Marissa on the bed. There is a large clean towel spread on top of the down comforter. She wonders what for? She hops on the bed and maintains her submissive position on all fours looking up at him. "Turn around," he orders her. She shuffles around, feeling even more like a dog, not knowing that was even possible. At.