After turning off the light, Seth lay on the bed, watching me. He pulled me onto the bed, into the warmth of his embrace. His skin was so warm that I ...anted nothing more in that moment than to stay in his arms and sleep.A soft kiss on my forehead told me I was not going to be doing the latter anytime soon. I brought my head up so I could meet his lips but shied away at the last moment. I wanted to kiss him, but at the same time, I knew I shouldn't. It became a battle in my head, weighing the. Every few minutes he stopped and moved the pads to a new spot. Finally I felt two very close to my exposed clit, he turned it on low. He let off some of the air from the inflatable dildo and began to move it in and out. I was growing so aroused, but the plug in my ass prevented me from fully relaxing, no matter what or how many times we have done anything anal, I have fought the urge and even the need to cum. I don?t know why I continued to put up such a fight over it, I mean it wasn?t like he. He favoured expensive American suits,crisp shirts with glittering cuff-links and, of course, always the perfecttie. In an industry where 'California Casual' was the fashion, he stood outas a man of style and a man that women always noticed when he walked intoa restaurant. Carolinesometimes thought the suits were just a little ostentatious and a littleshiny for her tastes, not subtle and refined like the English or Europeansbut, she told herself, it was Americaand Hal was certainly one of. I wouldn’t have been surprised if it had been someone’s arm, that’s how big it felt. But between how slowly he moved and how saturated I was after Chic’s ministrations, he was filling me up and it felt fucking incredible.A brief flash of humor went through me; I thought, “Whoever said size doesn’t matter either had a little cock or just plain lied!” It wasn’t painful, but it was a feeling of fullness that very new to me. Chic’s fingers weren’t helping my ability to concentrate. The full feeling.