She was wearing a stunning lingerie which accentuated her features and showed her hairy parts. I was getting so horny that I didn't even pay attention...to what Farah was saying. Suddenly, Farah stops talking and asks "what have you been looking at?" I said "well you are wearing sexy lingerie, how can I not look at your body!" "Well? What do you think of my tits? Is it big enough for a tit fuck?" "I definitely think so. And those hairy armpits are fucking sexy! Makes me want to do things to you.". Not a lot, and it wasn’t bad, but I think he just had no strength left. I could feel his cum trickling out of me and running down my ass crack, and his weight on my tummy may have forced out more. He was also softening, going limp, but he was still plenty big and thick enough that when he rolled off and slipped out of me, I felt the loss as a visceral, disappointing thing. I’d loved having him in me.At that point me and Seth were done, oversexed and satiated, but Richard was rigid and quivering. Mrs. Smith then stepped back and pulled up her tight skirt. When the black eight inch strap-on she was wearing came into view Toby gasped. 'Don't even think of letting go of that desk,' she said menacingly.She coated the fake cock with more gel and pushed it against the young boy's hole. 'No Miss, please Miss, not that,' he begged. With one push about an inch of cock slid into him. Slowly she kept up the pressure until the whole cock was buried to the hilt. Gently she started to fuck him, the. She asked now tell me. I said while actually doing it..I have imagined I will hold your hand like this. Pull you near me like this. Keep looking into your eyes..Hold your face in my hands ( she’s breathing heavily) and kiss gently like this.. Then smooch.( this time it went for 3 -4 min I explored all her mouth with my tongue)My one hand went to her boobs.. Omg it was like a cotton so soft.. I was leaving my dream. I pressed her boobs while kissing her.. Her hands are in my hair.I pulled up her.