I reached into the plastic well between the bucket seats of my car and brought the egg up to my lips. I said, "Now watch what I do for you. I don't wa...t you to miss any of this."I stared deep into her eyes as I licked and lubricated that egg all over. Then I took the end without the wire and jammed it quickly up against her clit and held it there as she went off again and yet again. "This lady cums so easily," I told myself. "I wonder how long she can keep doing it? What a challenge!"When she. Escape seemed unlikely. Looking quickly at her watch, she hoped with all her heart he would be late. Please please please... That might save her for a bit. They had dinner plans with several friends, and if he got home too late, the bomb wouldn’t go off until after dinner. And then, if dinner ran late, maybe she’d put it off until morning. There wasn’t much hope beyond that. Too nervous to sit, she walked out of the living room, down the hall and into the bathroom. She peed. God, what a day.. He had it down these days. Smacking with each thrust, Joe shoved hard in her tight shocked behind. Even then, he could still take it. All the passion and action didn't stop him from pacing himself and making her beg. He loved her titties. They loved him too. When she met him, he was oh so gentle caressing he explored. He knew now, it didn't hurt her to hold them tight and rub hard and bite them too. His firm touch made her tits hard, pink and warm. She felt her titty tingle as she remembered. “Ahhhhh!” she gasped. Paul looked down to see that Zach was forcing his fingers violently into Mrs. Rivers’ pussy. Paul then grabbed both tits and squeezed them tightly. He pinched her nipples and that almost sent Mrs. Rivers into an orgasm. Mrs. Rivers was being used by a bunch of high school kids and she liked it. Zach started to finger his teacher faster and faster. She was about to cum when she felt her bra give way. It was Paul; he had grabbed the clasp and unclipped it until it fell from.