Stan liked arseholes. They were forbidden places and he felt naturally drawn to them. He had an affinity for girls’ bums as a whole. He liked spanki...g them; whipping was good as well and there wasn’t much that beat a good caning. But a more recent memory overtook the good times. Stan’s cock throbbed warily. Although excited by the exploration of his first witch’s bumhole, the threat of a re-insertion into the construct of the room was still a worry. However, there was no agonizing pain this. .meine usay kaha januu itnee jaldi wet hogaey ho….meine sath he tissue paper uthaya aur uski choot ko sahe say saaf kia aur uski taangon ko spread karkay usko choot ko lick karnay laga mein apni zuban say usko chod raha thaa who tu full mazay le rahe thee unchi unchi awaz mein kehnay lagi aur chatooo mujhe boht maza araha thaaa” phir meine uski legs aur upper uthai aur zoor zoor say uski choot ko choos nay laga,,,,,jab mere zuban thak gaey mein uskay sath jakar leyt gaya aur phir woh mere lun. Tammy, then, slowly began inserting her finger into Sam, and was rewarded with a moan. She then removed her finger, and began to play ever so gently with Sam's clit. Again, Sam moaned with approval, and she began opening her legs to give Tammy better access. Tammy then stopped, and reached down to Sam's shoulders, pulling her up, off her lap. Sam, a little confused, stood up, and slightly wobbled. When she stood Tammy led her over to the couch, and got Sam to lie down, on her back. Tammy. Lately we had taken to trying different things as the thought hit one or the other of us. This change in practice was bought about when Virginia was taking a can of tomato sauce down. A second can started to fall on her and I mentally pushed it off towards the counter but I was so excited, the can was actually pushed hard enough to dent the wall directly under the cabinet, much to our surprise.After that we practiced using objects for distraction and later to hit items. We felt this might come.