As they moved to and from between her legs, the fingers sank deeper her moist membranes, slowing their advance, and seeming to hesitate as her tension...increased. Biting her lips to stifle the sob that was rising from her throat, she panted with desire as the man brought her closer and closer to orgasm without letting her reach it." -------------------------------"She whimpered softly without knowing the exact cause of her distress. Was it the finger that was probing so. I almost dropped my beer when I seen what was outside. Jen had gotten out of the pool and was laying out in one of the lounge chairs. Her beautiful body lay on her back. Her top was lying on the concrete beside her. My eyes stared at the most perfect set of breast I had ever laid eyes on. There was not a bit of sag as the melon shaped mounds sat on her chest. Her areolas were looked as if someone had spread chocolate on her, and her nipples were long and thick. I felt my cock begin to stir in. ” she complained in panic and raised up slightly before coming back down to verify my cock was bottoming out at the halfway point. “Master... I’m so... fullllll...” she panted in between nearly every word.“Still half way to go, Tiny Slut!” I exclaimed as I pulled her back down by her hips. Her abdomen looked sickeningly distended with the outline of my cock, which Belinda had begun to rub. I was now pressed tightly at the opening to her cervix. In my experience, with enough pressure I would. He looked like a construction worker wearing jeans and sweaty t-shirt. He was on the other side of the store, but we made eye contact and he started to move toward me. As he got close, he motioned me to the back room that just held racks of videos. I walked over to the back rack and he eased up behind me. I could feel his hot breathe against my neck and could feel his hot sweaty body press against mine. He whispered into my ear, "I love men in dress pants and a dress shirt". I just moaned as he.