Incidentally, the top was a bodysuit, joined with snappers between my legs meaning I required no panties tonight… I had been asked to insert a remot... controlled love egg into my pussy for the night, the remote to be held by my lover, so he could watch me orgasm across the table… We sat down for dinner and I felt the buzz of the egg inside my pussy. I could feel myself grinding as I was fucking a cock. He could see me and stopped the egg or slowed it down, leaving me frustrated waiting for my. I felt my dress pushed from my hips and it fell to the floor. Now I was nude not yet having put on any panties. Nude for the first time in front of another man other than my husband Paul. Oh Mrs. Johnson your so hot. Fuck your hot! He whispered in my ear and I could feel his hand moving down my flat stomach and push into my pussy. Your so fucking tight Mrs. Johnson. You need to be opened up. Feel whats going to open you up. Vincent said. It was as if I couldnt control the movement of my hand. We broke our kiss, and I swirled the tasty fluid across my tongue. I smiled and swallowed it then raised my head for another wet French kiss. We Kissed for just a second. Suddenly, Doug raised his head. “Oh shit! We need to get to lunch.” He said. We jumped up off the floor. Doug and I sat on the bed and hurriedly pulled our pants and shoes back on. I giggled as we walked out of my room. “I left the butt plug in,” I told Doug. “God you’re such a slut,” he said. Bubba was standing in the big. He’s just standing over her, imperious, owning this slut. His cock and balls throbbing, his arse twitching, as he squirts his seed into her snatch.They are locked together for a long time. Over ten minutes. After about five minutes she manages to regain her voice and finds her words again. With this big Boxer dog in her pussy, his knot filling her out and locking his sperm inside her, and three angles of the scene up on screens behind her, she looks up into camera and speaks… Almost spitting.