Your legs tremble at the thought. It’s hard enough to keep moving with the egg crammed deep into you. If I were to reactivate the vibrations, you ar...n’t sure you could remain upright.Still, these thoughts do not settle the waterfall beneath your skirt. The lubrication between your thighs does not dry away, despite the exposure to the warm outdoor air. You can’t bring yourself to look at how wet your skirt must be. You can feel the weight of it sticking to your thighs and clinging to your butt.. I already had an erection, which she wasted no time liberating – carefully lifting the elastic waist-band of my briefs over it. Once I stepped out of my pants, she had me sit on the bed, knelt between my legs, held my erection with one hand and gently pushed me onto my back with the other. I waited to feel her take me into her mouth.She had learned how to take me deep without ever letting her teeth touch me. My body language let her know how good it felt. She knew exactly how far to take me, so. "Wait," Mark said from behind Joe.Joe frowned and looked back at Mark."Open up," Mark said, nudging Joe's legs."Do what?" I want to watch. You watched me last time. Open up," Mark said, placing his head between Joe's legs.Joe tried to open his legs and felt Mark crawl between them. Mark tilted his head up and his breath tickled the hair on Joe's balls."This isn't working," Joe said, sweating. He couldn't balance, couldn't move."Here..." Susan helpfully said and swung her legs up and over Joe's. So this was how itfelt to be taken as a woman by a man. He pumped away at me as Iresponded with thrusts from my own hips, draining his balls of his malesemen into my open girly body. Filling my pussy-ass up until I couldfeel it squirting out of the sides. I moaned in ecstasy joinedphysically and mentally with my man as only a woman could be.I could feel his cock soften inside me, although he still pushed untilit slipped out, limp and spent. He leaned over to kiss me, then movedaround to lay.