Fridays involved the blonde riding Raul and seeing if he could hold it in for more than ten minutes.Saturdays were unique. Raul and the blonde laid in...bed naked for most of the day and fucked as much as they could. After they were done fucking they would chat about what needed to be done and then go back to fucking. The two would be covered in sweat and smell of musk but they didn't care because the sex between them was amazing.Sundays were different, if Raul even touched the blonde he would be. She pleasured herself with the handheld shower head – but was still not satisfied. She decided to wear her big girl plug to work. She dressed in a low-cut top, lacy underwire bra (making her J-cup boobs seem even more prominent than usual}, a skirt whose hem hit just above the knees, garter belt & stockings, high-heeled boots and no panties. With every step she took, the weight of the plug got her hornier and hornier, wetter and wetter. She really needed a good ass-fucking. Not really expecting. It's almost like I had two brothers, and I kinda felt leftout when this all started. My offering to teach you about girl stuffwas just a way of getting back in with you and Jerry. It was dumb of meand I'm sorry too. Can you forgive me?" I can, easily, Claire. I promise I won't do that to you, ever again,and if you want to try to teach me all about girl stuff, I'll bepleased and grateful to try to learn from you. After all, I haven'tever been a girl before, so it's all new to me, right?"Well, we. He never tried to fuck her there, though. He did ask if he could wash her, so they showered together, she washed him and he washed her and then she found a slithery, solid penis penetrating her from behind, and two soapy fingers up her arse. She pulled out his fingers and sucked them and he let fly inside her again. Then she soaped up her fingers and fingered his arse. He confessed that if he hadn’t just come the feeling of her digits inside him would have made him blow his top. He wouldn’t let.