Something was happening at her nipples. Some kind of manipulation. Somethingbit in to the base of her left nipple, then she felt a painful prick. Then...his was repeated with her right nipple. The needles pressed deep into herbreasts as she squirmed uselessly. They always injected your breasts beforethey roasted you. That was basic education. But somehow the thought of it actuallyhappening had slipped her mind. When it happened it made you feel close tobeing meat. It was one of the last things. 5” cock into her mouth, she sucked at it hungrily for about 5 mins & then asked me to fuck her, I shoved that hard shaft into her pussy aaaaaaeeeeeee !!! She screamed, I shoved it much harder & started to stroke with a steady rhythm, teena too started moving her hips to my rhythm, I increased my speed, were both like animals in each others arms trying to get pleasure from each other bodies, as though there was no tomorrow.With the increased speed the water between our crotch’s made bubbles &. But that is work. Feeling the hands on my body and the rubbing and squirting down there doesn’t meet my most important needs. I need loving sex from a man who is not joining with a busty beautiful blond body, but with the person inside that package. And that man is my boyfriend. He is not handsome or rugged or even have the biggest penis I get regularly. He just loves me to pieces.I work part-time at the office but am also on call every other day for a 24-hour shift. That can be inconvenient.. (Jane's way of making sure of limited reservations to the wild time she had arranged) “Time to swing into phase two folks.” Was Jane's comment. No sooner had she said that than there was a knock at the back door. In stepped two well built guys.They were George and Tommy and they were rugby players. “Exactly on time as requested.” Was Jane's comment. This is where we get spit roasted Janice. You will love it. “These guys are olympic standard sex machines. They come with a money back gaurantee.