Your moans become more articulate, become almost words, but not words anyone can understand. My finger is now busy inside you, being joined by another...one and moving gently in and out, my tongue has rolled itself into a tube and has penetrated into you, forcing itself ever deeper and feeling for your ultimate organ of sensuality. Your hips are moving strongly now, presenting yourself to my probing fingers, moving up to meet my down. I’m having difficulty keeping my tongue in your vagina, but I. Then tenderly grasping my head, you slowly grind your thick, swollen cock against the top of my head. My head being the only thing I can freely move, I rotate my neck, loving the feel of you pressing yourself against me. "Hungry, slut?" You speak quietly, never stopping your motions against me. "Oh, yes, Sir," I whisper, licking my lips. Your hands leave my head, and I groan softly hearing the zipper of your pants. I arch my neck, attempting to tilt my head back further, to feel you as you. MacKenzie Willis, we release our newest product to the public.“Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you...” here, Herb paused as the screen above and behind him began to show the marketing video that had just begun airing on YouTube two hours earlier... “Kenzie!”People, mostly employees, but also some investors, clapped politely, but with barely concealed excitement at the release of the new product line. Small conversations broke out all over the room, as people spoke about the expected Christmas. ’ ‘A penguin’s asshole! Oh my God Jakey!’ Brooke laughed. ‘Yeah…let’s head in,’ Tyler said as he placed his hand on Brooke’s back and followed her into the cabin. The couples gathered around the living room and made themselves comfortable on the wooden framed couches that horseshoed around the large rock fireplace. ‘Why don’t you start a fire Jakey, I mean Jacob…’ Amy teasingly suggested as she filled Brooke’s mug with more liqueur. ‘We have some butterscotch schnapps too. It’s heavenly.