‘But it’s the real thing! Not a dildo! And I know you’ve had plenty of those inside you!’ ‘I just don’t like them!’ Emma sniffed. ‘Wel..., I hope you won’t mind as Betty and I take advantage of Frank’s charms. He’s a top notch sex artist you know!’ Emma just didn’t want to know, but out of politeness she sat on a chair while Frank made love to both Amelia and Betty. He never seemed to tire. Nor did he ever come despite how many orgasms he’d apparently engineered in the two women. Emma had never. A few dozen should do it, he mused. Or maybe build up to them. Build up he decided. He didn’t want to tire her out too much. After all this was just the beginning. Grinning, he raised the paddle, and rained slaps onto her already red backside. She bounced up and down and squeaked in surprise, as well as pain. She hadn’t fully comprehended what he was going to do. The punishment continued for another 5 minutes. When he stopped and looked at his work, he couldn’t help smiling at his genius. Not. ...you are a dirty girl,” I whispered, as my hips started to press against her as well. “I know I am,” she said and lifted her right leg, placing it backwards and over mine, while stretching down to pull my cock from its trapped position. Holding my penis in her hand, she rubbed the tip, and found it oozing precum. She then stroked it against her pussy, wetting it even more, and then pushed it backwards so that my cock head was against her anus. She used it to paint her anus with a mixture of. She reached to the toy and pushed a button in its handle and it began buzzing and vibrating deep inside her. Her breath quickened and she let out a scream of desire and pleasure, she started pinching her clit shudders going through her each time. She could feel her body building up to the ultimate pleasure and spurred it on with her hands. The air was filled with her cries of ecstasy and the sweet, tangy smell of her sex. Her hand left her nipple and went to her toy, moving it in and out of her.