I wanna see the look in your eyes when I feed you my dick … yeah, you like that, don’t you. I knew you were a fucking pervert. What a little whore...you are …” Just as suddenly, she pulled the dildo out of my mouth. “Get on the bed,” Tanya ordered. “Legs up in the air.” I watched, fascinated, as she reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of lube out of the chest, pouring a huge stream of the gooey liquid onto the strap-on, working it in like a pro with her tiny, manicured hand. I did as. He strokes my forehead and cheek gently.“Here,” he says. “Open your mouth.”I wasn't sure what to expect, but I was open to anything. His finger traced along my cheek to my mouth, and I let it fall in and gave it a gentle sucking. He paused. I swear I could almost hear the blood swelling his cock right then. He reluctantly removed his finger, and replaced it with a straw. I took a long drink; ice cold water. It was so refreshing.He pours some gel on my chest and his hands slide effortlessly over. They were both groaning and moaning and my pussy was gushing at such an erotic scene before me.I clamped my hands between my legs to feel the pressure on my pussy. I desperately wanted to get my pants off and rub it but I was worried in case Amy came down, so I had to settle for pressure through my jeans.I watched for a few minutes more as Jane continued to rub Pete's cock over her face, neck, head, ears; it must have taken huge self-control not to open her mouth or use her hands, which were. It might take him an hour to move down your body, and that would be just fine. He would enjoy the aroma of your body the alluring scent of your ass, armpits and cunt. There is no sweeter smell than your fragrance. Watching your skin began to swell with goose bumps and your nipples become engorged with blood is so invigorating. I would stroke your face as you lay there, lips parted, my fingertips caressing your cheeks and forehead, entwined in your hair, watching the show as it plays across your.