Still assuming the mantle of the instructor, Errol now explained that spit was the only lube he used.“Spit and your natural arse juices are far bett...r than bought lubrication, which diminishes the sensation of anal sex. Of course, entry is slower and less comfortable, but once you get going, the reward is worthwhile,” Errol explained.Timothy had no knowledge of anal sex and had to take the experienced suggestion by Errol at face value. That, however, only followed later, because Timothy first. Without changing her pace, she turns her head to say two words to Matthew and Jacob.“Ambush Ahead,” she says just loud enough for the two men to hear as she speaks to them.“Understood,” is Matthew’s response.“Got it,” replies Jacob.Ten more strides will place them within the ambush. And then, they are in it. Groups of men block off the intersection with large carts. A team of ten bruisers with weapons drawn approach the trio. One man, who stays back tells them to drop the packs, and they can. She moved up onto her toes and began going up and down on my hand, fucking herself on my thumb. Her head was thrown back and she was alternately biting her lip, licking her lip and pursing them lips as if to whistle!Suddenly she began getting faster and one hand reached down to her crotch where she began fingering her clitoris while the other hand reached for my shoulder to steady herself. As she was approaching her climax, I heard myself softly tell her, “I don’t think I’ll let you cum yet,. I thought it was odd, but didn't really move. He continued his conversation, and over time, his hand went on my knee to emphasize a point. His hand stayed on my knee. I was starting to get uncomfortable. Dan suddenly said, “Model those high heels and wig for me.” I blurted out unconvincingly, “Those aren't mine. My sister left them here.” “We both know that isn't true, they are way bigger than what your sister would wear. Don’t you remember? I met her? There is no way those are hers. Now put.