”When I lifted my head to try sucking on it, she pushed me back, deciding I had cooled off enough.“You probably won’t last long, but that’s ok...y. Just enjoy the feelings,” she instructed.No goddess was venerated more than Ona was by me at that moment. The heat of her flesh was a shock when she pushed my glans into her vagina. Leaning back, that perfectly engineered receptacle engulfed me in a smooth movement. Immobile, her pussy pressed hard against my balls, barely restraining my eruption.. He had been proud at the time when she'd shown a remarkable grasp of mechanical things. As he inserted a tape of himself diving off the diving board into the Olympic size swimming pool, it suddenly struck him as odd that it was Nancy who had stacked the tapes and insisted that he and Carrie and Jamie watch it that fateful day up at the big house! What they were supposed to be watching was the family volley ball game, but in the midst of it the tape he'd filmed previously of himself and Carrie. She finished her cum by closing her meaty thighs over his face, covering it completely, and listening to his frantic gasps for air in all that wet nastiness in her crotch.She finally parted her legs, watching him gulp air, his face clotted with gobs of his own sperm. Giggling, she got up on her haunches, spread her moist cunt lips and let fly another forceful jet of piss, washing away the come and leaving his face a glistening, golden mess.She stood, her thighs wet with piss and cum, and Brett. I fear he knows.As he walks away, you lower the dial. You lean over and whisper in your gruff voice "Flare your skirt out. I want your bare skin on the seat. And in my presence, your knees shall not touch unless I have bound them together. And NEVER cross your legs."I quickly arange my skirt so I'm not sitting on it and I work very hard to keep my knees apart.You maintain a low level of vibration throughout our meal. I can barely eat. Anytime the waiter approaches, you dial it up. I suspect you.