The claw now arcs into her panties. As it gets ripped off in the same unceremonious manner, she is now completely exposed to the monster looming over ...er. Her breathing and heart quicken as she feels his weight shift above her, the breath on her neck pulling back. To her surprise, instead of finding something hard getting pressed against her, she feels a soft, wet mass getting against her lips. A moan escapes her as the writhing wet mass presses and moves over her lips. Twisting her head back. I reached down and began fingering my hole and my clit. It wasn’t the same thing but I did manage to climax. I knew that if he could have managed just a little longer I would have experienced something like never before.I felt Terry pull out as I laid there with my face on the floor my ass in the air and my hand rubbing and fingers fucking myself I saw a flash and opened my eyes to see Terry taking pictures of me from the rear. Charlie said, “God look at the size of that hole. Look at all the. James started grinning like an idiot."What?" The girl's eyebrows went up."Nothing, it's just…" Yes…?" Lakyrra's eyes narrowed. "Don't make me tickle it out of you." I just love how you don't let stuff upset you. You just go with it. You're my adaptable little sidekick," he teased."I am not little!"James chuckled at this. Compared to his 6'2 figure, she certainly wasn't big. Lakyrra was slender, maybe 5'2, with compact yet generous bubble-shaped breasts and a well-toned body. The girl's silky. Your pale skin is a living canvas that never hides your emotions, your most primal and secret acts. The way you blush when you're excited or nervous. The way your hips have been left with pale red imprints from my hands, or how your back will show the jagged lines my nails made when marking you. The curls of your auburn locks fall just shy of your shoulders. The crystalline, dusky color of your eyes, fixated on me now as you slide the shower's glass door shut. Random frames from last night play.