All the time my lips and tongue worked on the big young cock that jutted up from his lap. “Oohhhhh,” he gasped, his heart pounding with mine. I su...denly stood up, and for a moment and he looked confused, and perhaps feared that I was leaving him, but that wasn’t going to happen. I had to have more of him, had to have him inside my hot wet cunt. Spreading my legs, I straddled him where he sat on the chair. I guided his cock to my pussy lips, then lowered myself further onto his lap slowly,. .” Susan stared hesitatingly at the pile of rubber. “Remember we can keep all we wear afterwards...” OK then, I think it would be cool if we look the same, and this looks absolutely wicked, she said. I told her that we could put on a wig and a lot of makeup, to avoid being recognized so easily.Friday Susan and I met in the shop at 1230 to get ready, both pretty nervous. We had a beer and shared a bottle of wine to build up some courage and ease up a bit. After about an hour we started helping. Nothing is said, not a word. After a few moments Greg withdraws his penis from me and I feel the trickle of his semen from my vagina. I smile sweetly at Greg, admiring his still erect penis. “Want me to clean you up?” I don’t give him time to answer anyway, squatting before him, gently sucking his gorgeous cock, removing every trace of cum, and tasting my own juices on it. I savour every last droplet of his semen, before standing back up, and cleaning myself up. “We better get back inside now,. She looked about the unfamiliar place, unable to gather any comfort from its distant atmosphere. She looked down at her feet. the unforgiving material pressed into her flesh, causing her toes to tingle and eventually go cold and numb. How dare she think of removing the wreched shoes that bit into her tender feet. She would not remove them. Could not remove them. Her body screamed at her to rip them away, but her mind forbid her. She knew had she removed them, she would not be use to them enough.