Gwen moved her hand to the inside of Rachelle’s shirt.“Hold me closer,” Rachelle said, “I can feel your tits on my back.”Gwen did as she sai..., but not before removing Rachelle’s cami. Rachelle’s breasts were large, a lot to grab onto for Gwen’s small hands. Rachelle opened her eyes and watched Gwen lick her fingers and massage one of Rachelle’s nipples. Rachelle caught Gwen on the mouth and mover her tongue across her tongue.Rachelle tasted like the innocence of candy, but with the shock of an. I turn it off and give it a quick lick before kissing you. My now erect member out in the open, consuming your view, gently throbbing in front of you.I lift you up off the floor whilst you were still out of your mind, turning you round so your hands are on the wall, face looking down. Still coming down off your orgasm, I don't give you time to think and my cock enters you, sliding in easily as you try and squeeze around me. You let out a slight scream and I start to move myself in and out of. Morgan le Fay, stay with me forever. Be my wife, be wife to my Lady Annette. Please accept my love for you always.”“Oh, Pen. I am yours. I have always been yours. I love you to the depth of my being and it is made deeper by our love for Annette. Come to me, my love. We’ve waited nearly eighteen years for this moment.”We didn’t rut like horny goats. Once we had made our declarations, we lay down and began to kiss. We explored each other like we had never touched before. There was nothing about. I turn to look like I'm taking notes, but I'm lubing up the next sized-up butt-plug. Holy fuck, the first one felt incredible coming out, and I knew the delicious pain of the second going in would be even more divine. I'd let the medium stay in there. Ye gods, if I’d gotten the large one in, I’d have passed out on camera.Plus (ugh) the next guy was the money guy. Since I already was fucking myself In the ass, sorta, I would have to do something else for the financial report. I opened my.