Oh that feels good." Her legs would be wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper even as she half-heartedly objected.When she felt the heat of my org...sm, it would trigger her own. I imagine her pussy clenching around me. Her mouth would be hanging open, eyes closed tightly, moaning in pleasure. Her cunt would contract around my cock, milking the cum out of me.Only after she caught her breath would she question me: "I thought you were going to pull out?" She wouldn't sound angry or even. She pushed her fingers in deeply. Her thumb continued to glide of her clit. I imagine Jessica could feel my daughter ready to orgasm, because she abruptly pulled her finger free of her pussy. The act left Amber whimpering and panting. Jessica put the finger to her lips and slowly sucked the juices from it. So fucking good, she moaned. Jessica reached up and grabbed a hand full of hair and yanked Amber in close. They locked lips, kissing like to lovers would. Then Jessica broke away and slid. " These involved her feigning masturbation and unavoidably led to more intimate contact. Had she crossed the Rubicon into prostitution? She thought not but she had begun to wade in when she allowed her devotees to fondle her breasts and feel the wetness between her legs. There was nothing pleasant about it, especially when they entered her with their fingers. She also decided to expand her dance role.A favorite act at City Lights was the duet. It involved two dancers in an elaborate,. It wasn’t his first fur-burger, but it was the most succulent.Lisa’s body responded in spasms. “Oh shit. This is so good, I might have to talk dirty.”“Ummmm,” said Bo.“Maybe we should come here every anniversary.”“Ummmm.”Lisa quivered with pleasure, the new sensation releasing new desires. “It’ll be your turn when you get through. I want to experience every taboo, do all the things girls whisper about at slumber parties. My pent-up emotions want to hang out. And best of all, I’m your wife.”Bo.