I sat back and sipped, enjoying the headiness of the sour mash and letting it flow through my body. I looked at him over my glass and he sees somethin... else in my eyes – a longing, a lust. He drank deeply from his glass. “Baby, are you sure about this? “ he asked. “There’s no going back.” “I fucking want you.” I replied, each word more sure of that then anything else I had in a very long time. He looked over the shoulder at his line. It was late Sunday evening, almost midnight. There is nothing. Repeat if necessary. Fuck yes I will repeat! Next, I attached the hand-held controller to the saddle and read about its functions. As ecstatically mentioned earlier, my gratifying toy can provide inner rotation of zero to 120 RPMs. To make it simpler should the rider suffer blurred vision or a brain aneurysm, they posted representative pics next to the settings. For example, for one RPM there was a photo of Clint Howard. For the max rate a pic of legendary porn star Ron Jeremy. (Also legendary. ' Alice moaned. She tried to get free but she was completely pinned, the meat filling in a brotherly sandwich. Her bottom was stretching, hurting as it tried to accommodate the new intruder. It felt like a baseball bat was being shoved in - no, it was different to that; after all, her bum was already stuffed full! The hurt was an aching, sore hurt, not entirely horrible, more like (she thought awkwardly and guiltily) that kind of satisfying, stretching ache when you were pushing on the toilet .. ..ahhh virgin''''i know , i know ill go slow, you take my finger real good ''''ahhhh my god Mike, you make me feel crazy''more lube added , opening up my love hole with his fingermoaning ass up on the backseat my friend fingering me open ''dude we gonna miss the movie''''you are right , here let me help this in''i felt his finger removed and replace by something the tip in and pushed in me , poping up like it found its place''here , plugged up like a good girl before the movie''feeling full and.