.. No I won't believe that; I can't believe that. He will get better ... What do you mean if he doesn't ... What are you suggesting? ... I will not do...that mother ... Consider it? Are you kidding me? Perhaps Dylan is right about you. Look I have to get to work, goodbye."She pressed the off button so hard her thumbnail broke, "Damn it, nothing's going right."Agitated and upset Mari felt inside her purse and pulled out an emery board. She began to file the ragged edge and contemplated what her. Fiona was still playing with her clit, while Lane got in position with Jeremy.He felt Lane’s thumb over his anus. Then he felt the lotion pour between his ass. It felt a bit cold, but not anymore as Lane lubed his tight hole with his thumb. He even felt him pressing his thumb inside his ass. Jeremy closed his eyes and began to relax. The feeling of Lane’s thumb in his ass felt nice, and Jeremy could feel the pressure coming from his balls. He was buried inside Fiona’s ass, and with every. “Mr. Michaels!” she gasped, throwing back her head.“Damn, Vivian,” I groaned, grabbing her ass. I held her butt-cheeks as she lowered her pussy further and further down my cock. She swallowed more of me. “That’s it. Enjoy your reward.”“Yes, Mr. Michaels,” she whimpered.She bottomed out on me, her pussy engulfing every inch of my dick. Then her rump flexed beneath my hands. She lifted herself up my cock. Her hot cunt squeezed about me, sucking at my cock. I groaned at that wonderful embrace.It. When I was done I toweled off and walked over to the table. Candy hopped off and turned to grab the massage oil. She instructed me to lay on my stomach and squirted warm oil on my back, butt and legs. She gently massaged my back for a few seconds, then slide her oily hands down over my ass and down my legs. On the way back up she slid her fingers across my asshole. I let out a soft moan to let her know I liked that. She got the hint. She concentrated her efforts on and around my ass. As she.