Not satisfied though, he soon asked for some bigger tools. Again, I did not disappoint him. I got my girlfriend's dildo, a more realistic and real siz... dick. I applied a good dose of lubricant, and, still with my thong on, I showed my dear friend how I inserted it slowly into my hole. My balls were full and willing to explode and my dick dripping with pre-cum. After some seconds I was moaning with pleasure, a little bit too much maybe. I just wanted my watcher to have a nice acoustic show as. ”; she saw her body as a means to give and receive pleasure, in whatever form that might take. To me it was frightening in a way; I had never known a woman of any age that acted with the unbridled passion and complete liberation that Mariska did. There was one more thing that set our lovemaking apart, something I never would have known except or her showing me… How lovely bells can sound.LATER I reached over, resting my hand on her knee. She took it in hers, bringing it up and kissing my. Time for some personal gratification.I told Tess my evil scheme, "Tess, that is the end of my list. However, I noticed a couple of things that suggest a combination you would like." I held up the dildo. "This is what it looks like. It is designed to be, um, very filling if you know what I mean. I want to fill your ass while I probe your front. Are you game?" At that point I held up two fingers.Tess blushed when she saw the dildo and kept getting redder as I went along. That did not stop her. It’s not just that you’re a medical professional, you’re also a British blueblood, and I’m an American from the wrong side of the railroad tracks even in America. You’ve probably read Dickens and Chaucer and more than likely know all about William Shakespeare, while I read mostly murder mysteries, the sport page and comics. I can just see you now introducing me to someone, ‘Lord and Lady Frumpington, I’d like you to meet a friend of mine, Arthur Jones. He’s a…, He’s a…, He’s a really good.