She pulled her mouth away, gasping, and quickly climbed on me, straddling my body, before she grabbed my hard cock and moved it back and forth over he... dripping pussy lips, then suddenly lifting herself, she came down hard, impaling herself.She sat still, her pussy gripping my cock, and I could see the pleasure in her eyes. “Now I want to ride my stallion!” She leaned forward with her hands on my chest and slowly lifted herself then came down hard again and again and again, riding me faster and. He had a collar around his neck and a chain leash hanging from it, resting on the floor. His erection (much longer and thicker than the real life Brent’s) was pointing down between his legs. Emma was behind him with a gigantic strap-on.She was still nude, save for the harness around her waist. The rubber cock (flesh toned) was bouncing like a Superball in front of her pubic mound, rebounding several times off Brent’s ass cheeks.Emma made no effort to lube anything, but in her vision she pumped. He looked at me perplexed. “Not really, I suppose,” he said. I smiled, looking at him from head to toe. “Yeah I can’t really imagine you wearing a hoodie.” I tilted my head. “But that’s okay. Guys look good in suits and formal clothes.” John stared at me half-smiling. “So where did that question come from? You like your men wearing hoodies?” “No, no,” I protested. “I much prefer formal wear to be honest. I was just thinking that hoodies are like the opposite of a suit.” Before I knew it, we. Again I squealed as Master pushed me back and then down so my face was pressed to the floor. I heard them removing their clothes and then He pulled me up to my knees again and dragged me after him as he lay up on the bed. I straddled him and leaned down to suck at his beautiful nipples as I wiggled and squirmed until his cock was deep inside me. I felt his friend get onto the bed and shivered at his warm skin pressing against my back. Master pulled my head up to his shoulder and held me.