She was super sensitive over there that she almost screamed. I was teasing her to the extreme that she got super pissed and she started yelling at me....I still wasn’t ready to go down on her, but, out of frustration, she slapped me and pushed my head in to her vagina. Her juice was super salty and it smelt like fish.I was sucking on her and fingering her at the same time. It was too much for her to handle. She was moaning way too much. I was scared whether the neighbors would hear us.So, I shut. “Everything OK with the TV?” he asked.“Brilliant,” I replied and leant on the desk in front of him, adding, “You on the desk again tonight then?” “Only till 10 o’clock; I just have to be on call after that,” he said.“So what are you going do – you’ve not got any TV to watch now, thanks to me?” I grinned, being cheeky but trying to be friendly at the same time. He shrugged and then looked up at me, with his head on one side again and his eye-brows raised in query. I waited. Was he going to say. That was a enough. One day, I wanted to do my makeup and really get fixed up, but not tonight. There wasn’t time. The feeling was too intense and the urges too strong for all of that. I’d been denying these fantasies for too many years and I was tired of it and I wasn’t afraid anymore. I wanted to be the center of attention and a thing of beauty. I wanted a lover who could take the lead and tell me what to do. I wanted to be fondled and fucked by a big strong man. I wanted him to have his way. Britney and I didn't grab any when we left the house." Wow, those two are wild," Fatima giggled as she pressed the anal beads against Fumi's asshole. "You ready?" Oh, yes," she purred.She shoved the first bead in, so tiny it didn't have any problems, just stretching her open enough to feel nice. Then the second bead passed through, spreading her open. Fumi groaned with the third one, and the fourth one felt nice as it popped in. Her bowels clung to the beads as they worked deeper, rippling.