A bead of lube strung across her tiny hole, which looked just a little larger than the last time I saw it. Stacy leaned forward to look more closely a... her friend. She grabbed a bottle from a bag next to her and squirted a bunch of oil right down between Cindy’s cheeks.“I don’t think baby oil is the safest thing for that.”Stacy just held the bottle up for me to see. The label said ‘Personal Lubricant’. “I got this from my mom’s side table”, she said, giggling, “She keeps all sorts of sex toys. What?”“I told you I think about it all the time. I think of how I lost count and control of my orgasms; of how intense it was to be forced into a surrender to sensations. All those big…. honey, please don’t be mad, but really they all had cocks longer and thicker than yours. Being repeatedly drilled and spilled into, being stretched by them. But how could I ever tell you that it was more bliss than trauma that created my dazed condition and the rubbery stumble in my walking? Why I insisted we. Elena laid on her back, legs apart, sprawled out on the small twin bed that took up most of her bedroom. She was naked trying to keep cool and comfortable but to no avail. She was miserable. Elena thought back to her college days when her dorms had central air conditioning. The thought made her smile. “Who would have thought those were the days?” Elena thought to herself. The desk fan blew cooler air back and forth in the bedroom giving Elena two seconds of cold bliss before rotating in the. "Now I need a drink", she concluded."I would suggest you rinse your mouth first; you are still dripping cum", Again she ran her hand across her mouth. "Fuck! He must have emptied a tank load. I couldn't contain it all, he was still spurting despite the fact I had a mouth full. Be back in a minute", she said. The man gave a nod. Heather was only away for a short time. She had washed her face, but the rest of her body still gave evidence to massive sexual activity. "Tell me Trevor", she said as.