”How are an oven and a woman alike?You have to get them both hot before you can stick the meat in.Remember what’s worse than getting raped by Jack...the Ripper?Getting fingered by Captain Hook.Well, you know what’s worse than that?Getting eaten out by Jaws.What’s the purpose of a bellybutton?To put your gum in on the way down.Why was the stamp commemorating prostitution so unpopular?You had to pay an extra ten cents to lick it.What’s the difference between a hormone and an enzyme?You can’t hear. I wasn’t willing to wait any longer. A little more wriggling and the head of his cock was sitting at the entrance to my slippery tunnel. I helped then, taking the hard but somehow soft member in my hand, and encouraging it inside me. Mike’s cock was just the right size, and as it slid slowly inside me I could feel myself expanding, the head of it spreading me delightfully, the heat of it apparent even in my depths. He stood still for a moment once it was in, his hands on my breasts, his breath. Through the growing crowds, her male friend whispered in her ear and disappeared. My view again blocked I just make out her slipping elegantly from the barstool and snake her beautiful body through the crowd. I leant forward, seeking her, wondering if my minds game had come to an end. And then she appeared through the crowd. Observing each slow step, the sensual sway of her hips as she confidently glided her way across the bar, with an unerring confidence. My eyes drowned in her beauty, as. I could feel the subtle difference between her natural lubrication and the bath water. She groaned as I probed her entrance with a finger. My finger inside her, I leaned over her to kiss her again. I pressed the tip of my tongue inside her mouth. My fingers massaged her inner walls, felt for the spongy patch just under her pubic bone. I massaged her G-spot with two fingers, her clit with my thumb, and kissed her deeply at the same time. I continued playing with and petting her in the bath until.