"When are the guys coming?" Eight." It's seven forty." We'll keep them waiting..." Emma walked out into the hallway, as her mother hurried past in a f...urry of fur, perfume, and glittering jewels."Don't stay out too late," her mother said, as she was supposed to, kissing both of her daughter's cheeks and snaking her arms around her in some sort of hug, the best she could do with her stomach."Okay Mom ... actually I should be saying the same to you..."They both laughed, and Emma continued on to. Big Tyrone grunted as he plunged even deeper. He claimed I was so tight and he loved it. I begged him to go slow…He slid even deeper and my hands gripped the edge of the desk. The bastard withdrew again, just to tease me with his cockhead running up and down my wet slit. I wanted him back in me, so I pushed my ass back trying to get his dick to impale me once again."Please, please fuck me" I finally whispered and gave up.The teasing continued and the last of my resistance crumbled."Fuck me. I. Caressing her soft skin, he stared at the cast encasing her torso. The plaster cast was moulded nicely around her rounded breasts, emphasizing their shape. It looked as if she was wrapped up in a tight corset. He traced his finger over the padded edge of the cast, then curiously touched the hard shell. “What are you doing?” she asked, turning her eyes down in a futile attempt to see his hands. “Touching your breasts.” “Ha! Some other time maybe. They are very well protected now, too. Aren't you?" Yes, Jay. I love being fucked by you. I love your big cock up inside me."Jay rewarded me with a grin. "I know you do boy. I knew you wanted this from the second I saw you staring at me with a big old hard on in your shorts. Jay suddenly pulled his cock out of me."Wait, Jay, don't stop!" Need it now, don't ya, pussyboy? Well don't worry, I'm gonna put it to you again. Get up on your hands and knees. I'm gonna fuck you like a dog, bitch." I quickly obeyed, scrambling around on the.