"Just bend over a bit... I'll work it up ya nice and slow," he pleaded. "Come on, I love to smell an arse as ripe as yours gettin' knobbed!"I said bac..., "Look, if ya like me arse that much, you can rim me out while I fuck him. That's all I'll let ya do." Yeah?" he asked, as if he was surprised that I'd let him."I said ya could, so ya can. But ya better hurry up though, 'cause I'm not gonna last long with his bunghole munchin' at me dick!"Whitehouse moved around behind me, crouched down and I. Yes; truly, we have had occasions to play 3some with one girl between us two. We had talked about all the different subjects, topics and the issues. Open and deep conversations; in good sense. We were getting closer and I started feeling attracted to Gary, much different than any other guys, including the fascinating and exciting idea of being naked with him in bed and get fucking with him. Having thrown out the idea at least 10 times that I might be a gay guy; I was getting too much concerned. Physically she didn't defend herself though. She could have maybe taken out several guards, before being tazered and probably locked up in a cell again, she was way too deep inside to run away. She had to comply, at least physically. Slowly she turned her head again to the television, while waiting for a reaction from Fatima, looking at the pale skin being impaled by these dark veiny poles ... Her heart raced and her whole body trembled, if the guard would have let go of her, she would probably. Each time she pulled this stunt Sasha couldn’t suppress her moans nor could she resist thrusting her hips upwards as she searched and yearned for Aimee’s tongue to lick her throbbing clit. “Please…” Sasha whispered pleadingly, her earlier fears of getting caught well and truly vanished. Aimee glanced up at Sasha pleased to find her friend in a state of such arousal, head thrown back and thighs twitching with each touch. Seeing Sasha consumed by such pleasure, Aimee then slowly lowered her mouth.