.. I start to run rivers!" Then she glared at him and asked, "And what's that ... that thing ... that's sticking me in the ass? Can't I ever sit on yo... comfortably?"He grinned and shook his head. "It's something I carry with me, lady," he replied. "I think it's used with women, somehow, but I'm not really sure how."She put her arms around him and crushed her lips to his. Then she said, "Fair is fair. If I have to be bare, what about you? May I undress you, darling? Then maybe we can find out. This what I was waiting for. Monday morning I watched the news, and there was the mother on TV. She waswearing a red sweater, a white skirt, black pantyhose I think, and a pair ofblack knee boots. She had her blond hair down, and she was a sexy looking women.That was when I knew I had to have her for my own sex toy. The next day I waited for the every one to leave the house so I could takea look inside. I parked my van out front and started to the back of the house.I was wearing a city. The distant buzzing of the vibrator passed into my pussy, transferring through both the hard base of the strap-on and the adjacent walls of soft flesh inside. It was hard to concentrate as I fucked my own bum with the vibrator while simultaneously driving my cock into my boyfriend. There was some wonderful stimulation and my pleasure built quickly. It so different to ‘normal’ sex- physically, in terms of what I was doing - but also in the psychology of it – I was the fucker, not the fuckee. It. Easy, big boy..." I giggled and turned my head, smiling at the man and nodding.Allen's eyes were lidded and his cock was striving anxiously to fill my hungry rectum. I was probably the tightest fuck he'd had since junior high school and the man was enjoying every clasping inch of my sexy asshole. His face was flushed with small beads of perspiration and I felt it too, the chemicals between us, mixing it up and bringing our passion to uncontrollable heights, and it was always like that. He.