More...please..." and then his voice quivered and broke, as though the last word were caught in his throat. Finally it slipped free: "...more..." With...a grin her hands griped his shoulders and she began to work a steady rhythm with her hips, his body writhing slightly as little whimpers accompanied each stroke's end. She ground against him, the torsion on the toy exciting her as she swiveled her hips, opening him to her as she accelerated the pace. Soon the flat, wet slap of their collisions. ”Chloe’s face fell for a moment and then brightened as she leaned across to give each of her parents in turn a kiss. “Oh thank you so much,” she repeated with tears of joy filling her blue eyes. She stood up and handed over the phone to her Mother then gathered the collection of gifts and cards, returned to her bedroom and to properly begin her day. They watched with a sense of pride and satisfaction as the pajama clad teenager retreated and disappeared up the staircase.Ian stood up and gave. I slept fitfully Friday just as I had on Thursday... with dreams (nightmares?) of long thick Black Cocks invading my body and filling my holes with their cum jism and sperm till I was awash in a sea of white creamy fluids.I awoke and found myself soaked in sweat and lying on the couch with the afghan kicked off and my nightgown on the floor. I was totally naked and both of my hands were between my legs. I felt a warm slick mess there and was aghast to realize I had masturbated myself to what. She sat down on a rolling stool and bend over Pauline’s feet. The top of her index finger stroked her shin and ankle and stopped on the clasp of the shoe. She pulled on the strap and the heel slipped of. She massaged the instep and toes for a little while.Pauline’s whole body was feeling tingly now, her muscles were limp and heavy and at the same time she had the feeling she was floating. She yawned. Even her eyelids felt relaxed and heavy. She wanted to close them, but she didn’t want to be.