I was back, Sherry still on her back, and I opened the wrapper and took out the condom. Interesting, I had not seen one before, I guess you roll it on... And hard as I was, this was no problem. But Sherry said, “Not here. Let’s go to my bedroom”. Sherry fully undressed and laid down on her bed, legs spread, reached out, took my cock and pulled me between her legs and the tip of my sheathed penis against the opening of her pussy. “Be careful and don’t stick me! I will pull you in.” And she did, we. ..To get plenty of Vaseline up there and work it around.' Danny was astounded. Even in his pre-Christian days he had never seen anything as blatantly pornographic as this, not in real life. One girl using her two lubed-up digits to rummage inside another's ass, while the sufferer of the indignity wriggled and moaned, looking back over her shoulder forlornly at him as if to say, 'Look at what she's doing to me, Danny!' His cock ached from the devilishly lewd sight, desperate to be pumped free of. " "OH SHIT" she yells and she flings her head back. "I have never been fucked like this!" "I LOVE IT!" I take one hand off of the belt and grab her by the hair with it. I pull her head back tightly. Every thrust her head moves forward, but she is pulled back by the tension on the belt. "BABY" she yells, "I can't take it like this much longer!" "Fine" I say "I will let go of the belt and your hair but you have to give me your arms." "YES, I WILL" she moans loudly. I let go of the belt. Cleopatra… Intrigued, she kept returning to the stunning costume. The headdress what gorgeous and tantalizing to her eyes as she glanced at it adoringly; the jewel embellished midriff captivated her, its colors adding a splash of flair. It spoke volumes to her style and she knew that she would feel alluring, sultry and sexy in it. Those same descriptions applied to the costume’s namesake. Cleopatra, the oft portrayed classic beauty, was an ideal choice. Somehow, Kenya felt a stirring of kinship.