”She reached into the bag and pulled out what looked like a massive red dildo on the end of a stick.“What’s that?!” I squealed.“It’s a lol...ipop!” she said. She handed it to me. I swallowed hard.“What am I meant to do with it?”“Um, suck it?”I’d heard of these things before, but I thought they were way smaller, almost like a joke.“Are the other guys getting them too?” I asked.“Ha! That’s a good one. No sweetie, you’re the bachelorette.”I took a tentative lick, and it tasted pretty good, so I. ‘I’d like to make you climax and then pull your panties across your coochie and taste you properly. Gently finger you as I kissed and licked your clitty. Would you like that?’‘Yes.’‘Does your husband do that to you? I can see a ring on your finger.’John was excelling himself this time. He did tease her like this at times but this something else.‘He used to.’“Shame on him. My wife gets that on a regular basis.’‘Does she!’“Does he finger you?’‘Sometimes.’‘Does he finger your anus?’‘No.’‘You. After sluggishly pushing in and pulling out a few more times, Mona finally began to relax. Then, she started to moan and mewl.“Oh yes, fuck my ass, Billy! Fuck my ass! This feels amazing!”Encouraged by her words, Billy began to ram into her. Her tight canal was milking his dick. He was so turned on by the persistent and strong muscles that gripped his shaft that he screamed “Fuck yeah!!” as he held onto her hips and slammed his body up against hers, his balls slapping wildly at her other. ?Oh, my God, who was this guy? He’d pulled off a complete transformation. I was tempted to call his bluff, but I also wanted to please him now. And his hand felt so good—if I could just get a little more traction to fuck his thumb— ?Fuck me!? I cried. ?Please, make me cum. Use me. I’m so horny. Make me cum, please, please.??Like this? Bent over my lap, your punished ass in the air? You want to cum on my hand??His thumb pressed against my G-spot and his middle finger slid over my clit. My body.