Back to my despearate need for orgasms for a minute. No segue. I don't even care. The sex I constantly imagine us having is great. The things I im...gine you doing to me. The toys I brought are comparatively poor company, but they do the mechanical part of the job alright at least. It may lack the human touch, but a couple of horsepower can make up some of the difference. Thanks for that one, Vi. I would never have gotten it for myself. It's so loud that there's no way my my colleagues. You spot me sitting in a secluded corner. Straight away you notice my dark hair, tied into pigtails, slowly moving your eyes over my body you notice the black lipstick, my cleavage, almost bursting out of the black leather corset. Panic runs through your veins, have you made a mistake? Your head is reeling with so many thoughts, but deep down an inner voice is telling you that you need this, you want this. You walk over, I stand to greet you, you notice the short skirt and the knee high. .we shouldn't." I released her tit from my passion filled embraced by my lips, "Do you want me to stop." She just shook her head no. I licked and kissed my way all over her tits; as I did I suddenly felt my mom's hand on my prick! She slowly began to stroke my cock as lavished her tits with pure lust. I looked up at her and she kept her eyes closed, enjoying my oral pleasuring of her tits as she began to stroke me off! I wrapped my lips around her other areola, sucking on it and with my tongue. .." her husband had gurgled. His balls were full and rock hard, if still smaller than other men's, and he was ready to agree to anything as his wife's firm grip manipulated his erect but short little penis. Before he knew what was happening Jamie found himself agreeing, amazingly, that he didn't really want to cum now, not at this moment. No, apparently he wanted to wait another week, and be made to keep his balls full. From nowhere his gorgeous, curvaceous wife was producing ice-cubes and.