Her hips began moving rapidly toward her fingers in the up and down very fast gyration. “OOOHHHHH FFFFUUCCCKKK, I’m going to fucking cum. I’M FU...KING CUMMING. FFFUUUCCCKKK. FFFUUUUCCCKKKKK. OOOOHHH FUUCCKK. OOHH. Ohh fuck.”She relaxed and slowed down her finger fuck. The left hand moved from her clit to rub her stomach and tits. The left fingers began encircling her nipples. She moved her right fingers into her mouth to taste the nectar she just produced. Then she jammed her right hand back. Once inside with the door locked, I removed the clips.I took each nipple and sucked on it. I played with the nipple with mytongue and nibbled around the breast. I worked her jeans off, andremoved the dildo from her pussy. I noticed that her pussy wasextremely wet! This woman must get off from pain I thought.Meanwhile, My cock had gotten hard again. I released her hands, and hadher sit in the large chair. I told her to play with herself, but not tocum. I sat on the couch and watched her. At. I met him at church. Of course I haven't been there for a good nine months.Cindy was always a flirt. She and my wife were good friends. I always liked Cindy and hugged her whenever I saw her. When she saw me on the street she came up and gave me a hug. "I've missed you, how are you doing?" she asked."Fine, just doing my own thing. How about you?" I asked."Same-o, same-o, not much new. I see Carol at church. She seems happy but she doesn't talk about you. Always about the grandkids. So, what do. . up at chest-height, widely spread. He took hold of the brush-handle again, and wiggled it. I screamed."It's called 'Quilling', bitch! And we do it to sluts who don't follow orders."He looked at my eyes, spreading his thumb upward in my rectum... which forced against the brush in my vagina. I shrieked loudly, and nearly jolted out of their grasp."Oh yeah, she feels that!" he shouted, "Hold er tight, damn it!"They gripped my arms tighter, and yanked my thighs outward against their hips. He.