So this has been in your ass? It looks awfully big, show me. What a good little cunt you are. Do you like to be called a cunt? I thought so.And why do...you have a strap-on? Oh is she your little friend? Your Dad has showed me plenty of pictures of her. She looks like she has been fucking for a long time is that why this strap-on is so big? I tell you what, cunt, why don't you call her over her, but first I want to see you fit that big butt plug up your ass. Use your spit to lube it up, no you. How now…could she tell her friends that she had it but couldn’t take it? Slowly she eased herself up and down, slowly but surely it started to enter, the huge helmet rippled on her inner pussy muscles, but she persevered, the feeling was as if his cock might…might just split her in two before she met her goal.Ben was wanking himself silly; he hadn’t touched his whisky for at least ten minutes. Barbie’s internal pussy walls clung to Colin’s thick cock each and every time she lifted from him, it. It was casual dress, and he wanted me looking slutty. We were going to a bar just down the beach that had a tiny amphitheater next to where they would be playing live music. I choose all pink for my outfit, silky pink bikini style panties, a gorgeous pink bra with white lace trim, a swirly pink and white tight teeshirt with palm trees on it, and a very tiny pair of pink shorts that matched the teeshirt perfectly. To complete my slutty look I added a pair of black thigh high stockings, and a few. As she stretched out her left hand and placed her palm on my thighs, I held her wrist and pretended to look at the watch. Turning to look up at her face, I touched her hair near the frame of her spectacles and said “Looking great aunty...” letting my fingers trail down her neck on to her shoulders.With a slow smile, she pressed my palm to her neck, and said “All from your generosity beta...”I felt my fore-arm press gently against the bulge of her massive breasts under her sari. I just smiled in.