“Please no-no-no” was all Tucker could say as Jana began fucking him in earnest. The words came out but with little force and his strength and wil... were almost totally tapped out. Whomever was fucking him seemed almost brutal in the force and rhythm being used. He had little doubt that this guy was really relishing his work and then the thought hit Tucker, was this guy wearing a condom? Would he be infected from this brutal attack. He started crying harder and moaning louder as the assault. I had one of my buttplugs shoved deep into my ass, the one that extends like a really big and black fox tail. My right hand was doing its art on my pussy, the left one tended to my rock-hard nipples. It had been increasingly difficult to cum for me in the last months, no matter how horny I was. I had found no satisfaction in the few men I had tasted, nor in women, and porn did almost nothing to me. I was an avid reader of online erotica, but it was so difficult to find good ones lately, my. His steely gaze didn’t flinch and eventually, she nodded, eyelids half closed."I wonder…" he mused, "are you a slut pretending to be a lawyer, or a lawyer pretending to be a slut?" His voice sounded dangerously calm. Dana stared at him shamelessly. "I think... taking into account what you're wearing, or more to the point, what you’re not wearing, you're probably both. How else can you explain your appearance?" Dana’s eyelids fluttered when Robert's hand brushed against her moist opening, but. But Trina laughed softly. "Sure miss the other one, though," she confessed softly."You mean me?" Yes."Laura measured in her mind very carefully how Trina would take this. "You know, I'm not adverse to a little adultery. If you aren't." I hate to think of it like that," Trina said."Think of it this way: we're old friends. Nobody has to know what we do in private. God, I've missed you, Trina." I... know there's a thousand reasons why I shouldn't... but I want to see you." Right now. Drive over.