Flipping open the cap, she squirted lube onto the plug. Adding a bit more lube to her finger, she slowly rubbed it around her pucker before working th... toy inside.“Oh,” she moaned as the plug slid home.“It’s in I take it?”“Oh yes, Sir. It’s in.”“Good. Tell me how it feels. Tell me how it makes you feel.”“It feels amazing. I feel so full. And horny. So fucking horny.”“That’s my dirty girl. Tomorrow night my cock will be buried in that tight ass and you will beg me to fuck you deep and hard. For. Damn. It. ‘I’m finding it rather hard to hear that from someone who’s known me the grand total of one night,’ I answer archly, and immediately regret it, tone and words and all. ‘You’d find it rather hard to hear from someone you’ve known all your life, but it’s true all the same. Look. You can spend your life waiting for someone to take care of your needs, or you can look after them yourself. … There’s nothing wrong with asking for what you want, you know.’ ‘There’s not?’ Sarcasm, a trace of. ” David replied“I know you will. Don’t’ tell Margaret, but her smacking some sense into my head, and Carol talking to me the way she did, were the best things that could have been done with me, given Cindy’s situation.” Jane said. “I promise I will never forget this.”“Don’t’ worry. My lips are sealed.” David said with a smile.This time, armed with the right names, David flew through the permit process for an amazing party for Halloween.Last Minute permit issuesPromptly at four o’clock Friday. As Swati neared her second orgasm in the mere five minutes since we started the fuck, she repositioned her legs from around my hips and onto my shoulder, letting me get much deeper in her pussy. She squealed as she came massively, and I could feel her squirting this time around, effectively wetting half the divan and drenching my balls.Asha reached out and pulled out a dildo from the sidetable – the very dildo I had made for Swati from a cast of my own cock – and pushed it deep into the hairy.