Running a lubed finger in her cute wrinkled hole she loosened some and I started pushing the plug in she is tight and it took a little bit of slowly f...cking her with it until the widest part had entered and her body seemed to suck the rest in with a grunt. Thats a good girl I said giving a few hard swats on her already red bottom. We were on our way few minutes later and after parking were on our way to eat. Having another great meal we were at a club listening to some good Blues music. Jodie. You like girls too much to giveme up," Stella whispered.Mattie smiled, looking down at her lover, "But I sucked his dick today,"Mattie said.Stella reacted hurt."What?" as she was still."That was a slutty thing to do Mattie," Stella grinned up at Mattie.Mattie now began to bounce on Stella's hips."Perfect." Mattie said softly.Stella grinned, "His cock, or my feeldoe?" Keep this rhythm, yes Stella," Mattie's hands now held her own breasts,and Stella smiled, recalling the day over a year ago when. This time he seemed a lot different and told me in no uncertain terms that I was to meet him in the band room at lunch.After the next class ended, I told my friends I was meeting Hank behind the football field score board and for them to not spy on me. It took a few moments but I finally ducked out of sight and sneaked into the band room. I waited about five minutes when Hank slipped into the room and locked the door behind him. Hank took me on the stage behind the curtains. He said this was. Color blossomed across her fair cheeks, matching the fire of her hair. She shifted as my music sank into her flesh, warming her, preparing her.She was entranced by me. Her dark eyes never left mine as I played for hours, only pausing to sip my own wine. The form of her husband was locked in my mind. A strong man, tall and proud, with dark hair and eyes. He was muscled, but not from labor. He was a warrior. He carried himself with bold confidence, a man of action, a man accustomed to violence.