Another, or maybe the same, hand seemed to inspect my belly where ithad been run through, pressing down slightly and causing surprising pain. I wastre...bling, I noticed. The hand rested, the rod sticking in me between it'sforefinger and thumb. A slight heat grew in my abdomen. I stopped trembling.The heat, however, did not subside. It continued to grow. It felt as though Ihad been stabbed by a curling iron.I was still scared, but having some unknown metal rodstabbed into your belly and an. " I smiled at him because I too was remembering all the things that we did in that back room.Now that his trance was broken, he leaned forward and for what seemed like forever was softly rubbing my pussy with his fingers. I think he could sense that I wanted more and he finally slipped his finger in and started rubbing my clit. I could feel myself arching my hips toward him as he moved his finger off my clit and slid it inside my pussy. I think I heard him say something about how wet my pussy. Her head is thrown back, but she turns and smiles at me, looking down to where my cock is almost bursting from my jeans. She reaches out her hand and undoes first my belt, then the button and zip, my cock springing out to greet her hand. She grabs it squeezes it tightly ‘you can take care of...’ is all she can manage to say before suddenly crying out loudly and turning to look back at him and the big grin on his face as he’s managed to shift himself enough to slip inside her. He pushes into her. You don’t answer. You line up your cock with her opening and push yourself inside. The new angle gives great sensation to both you and Danielle. She closes her eyes and her hands move down. One start to caress her tit, while the other moves down to finger her pussy. “Oooohhh Michael,” she moans. You focus on your movement. You can feel your cum massing up inside your balls, ready for release. You want to hold off for as long as possible. You can tell Danielle is on the brink of cumming. You.