I was already lubricated, so it took very little additional stimulation to dilate my muscles enough to work the slightly larger flashlight inside me. ...y public bone had to move just a little to fit the light inside, but I went slowly until I had four or five inches inside. At that point I began to move it in and out. I stopped every few strokes to massage my clit.I was so high that when I saw Marty watching me, I had a screaming orgasm for him to watch. My muscles clamped painfully around the. I grab the back of her neck and pull her lipstoward mine. I begin smearing her lipstick as our lips passionatelypress together. Our tongues dart in and out of each other’s mouths.Her hands reach my ribs, pulling herself closer, and throwing her legsover mine. Her skirt becomes hiked up around her waist. She bringsherself to sitting on my lap. To my amazement, as my hands run up herthigh high covered legs, she was pantiless. As we continue ourpassionate kissing, my hands reaching around to pull. “His hands are magic, honey”Peter did want to have more, but he felt at first tempted to not attract anger from her husband. But the nearly bald man smiled at him like a ‘go ahead’ move. Now full of confidence, the guest man decided to tackle the opportunity with full hands… and that what was really happening there.Pirra moaned and whispered while the other man’s hands were all over the closeness of her intimacies. She was eager to see what kind of things that man could do with her womanhood. ‘That pinhead went through my finger!’ I growled. ‘It’s only a little scratch. Here let me kiss it better.’ His head swooped down and he kissed my finger gently. ‘Uh oh. More blood.’ Before I could pull my hand away, he put my finger into his mouth and sucked. Looking up at me he grinned, my finger still in his mouth. I yanked my finger away. ‘Hey, I was only helping.’ I turned away, running my finger under the tap. ‘I can fix my own finger,’ I growled. ‘Yeah right. I’d like to see you try.