Slick with my cream and the lube, the wand glides back and forth over my hard clit as his fist and arm continue their movements inside of me. Before l...ng I find myself begging for release. “Please Master…please….agghhhhh. May I come, oh please let me come.” “Do it, Corrine. Come on my fist. Come until you can’t take it, then give me more.” He doesn’t change his movements or rhythm, but allows me as I begin to buck against him, the stretch and sense of being stuffed overcomes me and my orgasm. I slipped my fingers under the elastic of her panties and let it rest for a moment against her slit, feeling the heat and seeping wetness against my hand. Returning my mouth to her lips I felt an overwhelming urge to taste her, to shove my face into her sweet cunt and consume her....With her lips still warm against mine I increased the pressure of my hand and gasped as I felt her grind against it. She parted her long toned legs and my finger slid within her slit, into the pool of wetness that. I tried to raise my head, and stuck out my tongue to give them the attention they needed, but Melissa sat straight up, keeping them just out of reach. She raised her hips then, and said to me, “Raise your hips, too. Stay with me.” I arched my back, and as I did so, Doris slipped a pillow beneath me. She got off the bed then, and reaching into the upper bureau drawer, took out some faux fur bondage straps. She put one around my left ankle, and tied it to the foot of the bed. Then she did the. "It's too noisy to talk here," she said, and indeed the sounds of the wheels on the tracks echoed loudly through the accordion material where the cars were joined together.We walked on back to the middle of that sleeper, where there was an open area, and the staircase leading down. Then she turned and looked at me."Look, you couldn't see it from where you were sitting beside her, but she was getting stars in her eyes while they were talking." You're crazy," I blurted out. "We've been married.