"Five inches, umm five and a half." Not much more was said until the next night. About eleven o'clock Claire said, "Rodney, let's go buy one of those ...ubber things." You want to? You really mean it?" Yes." OK, let's go," I replied."OK, let me comb my hair first." And Claire disappeared into the bathroom. When she came out I did a double take. She had taken down her braids, now her blond hair hung down below her shoulders. Instead of the loose blouse, she had on a white tube top with no bra. Her. It was starting to get dark out."Now's not a good time," I finally said, growing tired of the awkward silence growing between us. "I have to work." Well, I'm sorry," she offered, and I knew something else was coming. She was giving me an appraising look as she finished her cigarette and threw the butt out the window. "I'm sorry that you don't seem to have any control over your own libido."Once again I shook my head. That seemed to happen a lot when I imagined she was around. I shrugged. "I. Wet gagging noises spurted from Francis' throat and mouth; his neck muscles tiring from the exertion of trying to hold his head at the top of the sizable dong.Jessica's moans transformed into wails of pleasure. She fucked her bound slave so hard that the bondage horse began jolting and inching across the floor. Her bloated sack smacked into Francis' scrotum with each powerful thrust.“Gonna fill you up slut! Take it!!! OH GOD! YESSSSSSS!!!”Jessica screamed in orgasm as her throbbing member. Kelly turned her back on him unsatisfied her hands reached down playing with her breasts her nipples erect sticking out over an inch. With one hand she continued to play with her breasts her other hand eased through her thick blonde bush to her sex. She needed relief as always she needed to think of scene normally a romantic scene one of her eating a meal being serenaded. Sometimes she was on a desert island and a beautiful Tarzan would take her kissing her carrying her of to his tree house..