He gently pulled me down onto the bed, so he was on top of me once more. He guided his member inside of me, which caused me to cry out. I always enjoy...d it when he put himself inside me, it made me feel like I was in heaven. He made deep strokes, and went at a steady pace that lead me straight to my second orgasm. He groaned, and pushed himself harder. He carefully took my ankles and let them rest on his shoulders. He leaned forward far, intense passion on his face. He grunted with each thrust,. If she forgot or couldn’t manage to replace the bottle in the bedroom’s bathroom, she would claim she needed it for her cuticles.Simple. Scooping up the bottle of oil, Lisa removed the smokies from her pocket and sat down on the edge of her bed. Placing the bottle beside her, Lisa took the time to examine the linked sausages and held her breath to calm herself down. They looked large, perhaps 41/2 to 5 inches in length and larger in girth than she expected. Each had a gentle curve, but one had. “At the end of the week, you will each be rated. Master Jessie, myself and possibly my wife will decide how you performed,” he told us there were four possible outcomes. He indicated that this was based on attitude, and willingness to serve as opposed to specific actions.“If Buttercup is told she has to do a hundred jumping jacks, and fat-ass Chastity only has to do fifty, I am going to judge whether you followed YOUR instructions, with a positive attitude, and met YOUR goals,” he looked each. “Now Vivian, we’re due for a little crack sealing,” he growled. Grabbing an aching cheek in each hand, he ran the head of his cock down the crack of my ass to the entrance of my gaping cunt and plunged balls deep in one brutal stroke. An unrecognizable “uuuuuungh” was my response, as if his cock had just punched me in the solar plexus. Long deep strokes pushed me closer to the edge I couldn’t get to fast enough. “We’ve got a couple of cracks to deal with here.” A gush of oily liquid (probably.