Like a dance, like tango… passionate, zestful. Slowly, you begin to rotate your hips, riding me gently in the dim candlelight. I lean forward slight...y to take one of your nipples between my lips and suck on it, my hands holding your body as our passion grows. Riding harder, but not quite bouncing, you push me back onto the sofa, your hands on my shoulders, and you make love to me with an intensity that I haven’t witnessed in a seemingly long time. I didn’t need any imaginary imagery to. Smearing the hairbrush handle and her tight hole with hand cream she rubbed the tip over her back entrance, took a deep breath and pushed.It penetrated surprisingly easily. She had tried anal sex once before with Andy but it hadn't worked. She had been far too tense. Him, far too impatience. She was more relaxed and willing now she thought. Nevertheless, she was still tight and needed to 'slacken' her hole.Determined she began to thrust the brush down and hard to the side to make sure it. I quickly added. "I can see just fine." I couldn't see any more than a quarter of the screen, but I wasn't about to admit that. Samantha switched from rubbing my dick with her hands, to squeezing her thighs around it. Wow, did that feel good! I had to turn my head and bite down on the blanket covering the bean bag to keep from calling out.To think that I had been worried about Samantha giving us away by making too much noise. Every time the pressure on my cock from the girl's thighs was. “I’m such a mess!” she said when she finally got a look in the mirror. We knocked off at dinner time and went home after picking up food at a Taco Delight I was glad that with Eva, Rania, and me we had three cars since there were now nine of us to be transported.“Jett, is all this necessary to keep?” Char asked. She held Eva and stroked the line where her wig had shielded her hair from the spray.“No. I will probably have to blank her all out tomorrow with a fresh coat of white and start.