It was easy to say the words as I was sliding my vibrator into me faster and harder than I think I ever had. I loved the coaching from him. Both of us...obviously had very vivid imaginations as it felt as though the other was there.“Fuck yesssss!!!! I’m cumming!!!” he cried into the phone. After that all I could hear was heavy, heavy breathing. I had not yet cum, but was very close and heavy breathing was pretty much all he got from me.I was lying on my bed with my nighty pulled up around my. I took the towel and kept aside and asked to what we shall do. She told me that she is not sure. I asked her why are not ready to look at my dick. She told me that she is fleeing very shy. I asked can I see your cunt. She nodded. Then I was down in my knees and my face was facing her cunt. I showy moved my hand to her cunt and she was moving away from me with shyness. Then I held her from her back and touched the bushes and fled her lips of the cunt. She started moan immed. I took my face to. .. again and again... squeezing and milking the throbbing, thickening erection... ratcheting the pumping couple's excitement up, higher and higher until the cock-sauce was flying everywhere!Tara did practice slipping a lubed vibrator in and out of her ass, but she didn't like it very much. She finally conceded silent defeat, knowing there was nothing else she could do, but hope no one decided to buttfuck her.All week, Tara worked on their new house, shopping and decorating. She practiced her. The contents of the room, perhaps I should refer to it as a chamber as in torture chamber, were just amazing. There were shackles and restraints, chains, pulleys, ropes - they wouldn't be much good now - and a cage, and there was also something that looked rather like a cross of Lorraine, but with the large horizontal near the top and the smaller near the bottom. Clearly it was intended to have a body attached to it. All the equipment was hung on the walls or stored neatly.I pulled the weights.