His touch was like it had been when they were first together…soft and tantalizing…and her body was responding to it. Every nerve under her skin wa... alive. She wanted him to begin to quench the heat growing between her legs but he was continuing to pass over her pussy. Each time she trying to put his hand or move his mouth he would just giggle and say ‘In good time…be patient.’ But that was getting harder with each minute that passed. Suddenly she felt his hot breath over her bush. His hands. “I'm sorry if this is rude of me, but I can't help but to notice Dave here. What a way to take my mind off things.” Gina looked at Dave with a raised eye brow. She kept eye contact as he knelt on the floor, and started to untie his shoes. Slipping them off, she then stood up behind him. She unzipped the back of his one piece suit, and started to slide the shoulder straps down. “I hope you don't mind, Dave. It would really make her happy right now.” “Anything for you, love.”"Gina! I wasn't. Ross People call me Buck. I’m an artist in oil colors, and a sculptor. I run in marathons, so I’m in good shape. Most women smile when I walk by, I think it’s because I’m 6’6” and wear tight clothing. I have hazel eyes and brown hair. My parents were immigrants from Poland, and our whole f****y is very close. I have my own apartment and my own studio. I’d known about The Primeval Woman, an annual arts festival that takes place every year out in the Nevada desert. It deserves it’s wild. Slowly I stuck the monster in her ass pushing it in an inch at a time. She was moaning and groaning like an injured a****l. Finally she told me to remove it at which time she grabbed it from me and stuck it down her throat. This woman was possessed. I had seen ATM in movies but never seen it done in person. She sucked on it like it was full of beer. She removed her ass dildo and then rolled me over and proceeded to get into the "69" position. She again started sucking my cock and balls.