He walked in the door and heard the hum in the bedroom. He walked through the kitchen into her room. She was kneeling on the bed, face down, ass up. ...he blue butt plug was in her ass. The big glass one. She was using the brown vibe, the one with the little soft tip that oscillated. She wasn’t moving much while she held it on her clit, but her breathing was already heavy.Did you fuck anybody today? He asked.No. Just myself. This morning when I woke up. Again after breakfast. Last week I. Gees, all I could see was the most juicy looking shaved cunt winking at me and I couldn’t resist, I stood up and smacked her arse really quite hard, she winced a bit, then I did it again and again and it was obviously hurting a bit so I rubbed where I had spanked, but my hand just slid towards her cunt and she opened up her legs to let me get a full on feel, slipping a finger into her as she moaned, by now T had come by my side and was rubbing the hard cock in my trousers and undoing my belt.We. ''Oh, come on Lisa, it'll feel a lot better than my finger and you know you really want to.'And of course, he was right, I really wanted him to fuck me. And you know what's funny? If he had just kept going and had done it, I probably wouldn't have stopped him. I was that hot for him. But somehow talking about it brought me back to my senses. I stopped bouncing up and down on his finger. Instead I pushed myself down as hard as I could and squeezed my legs together, keeping his finger inside me. ”He climbed back in his car, and she did the same. As instructed, she pulled in next to him, and shut off her car. He quickly exited his vehicle, and walked in front of hers, waving for her to follow. Cheryl hesitated for a moment, feeling that things were spiraling out of control, but swallowed hard and got out of her car.The young man unlocked his door, and waved for her to follow him inside. She said, “Why do we need to go inside? I can–”He cut her off with a raised hand. “Look, lady. It’s.