And the best way to play with a plug is to give it a tug, to pull until the ball is at its widest, stretching and releasing your sphincter, making it ...xpand and contract. It isn't fucking exactly, but it isn't not fucking, but it makes you stretch.Each and every tug, every stretch sent a bolt to my cunt, made it contract and release in time with my star. My hips sagged with each pull and pushed up with each release. Oh, this was unfair, unfair, the sweetest of torments. I stilled the fingers in. Other than in the bedroom, which they do not visit anymore,their chemical reaction only caused an explosion.Pam was not emotionally mature enough yet to forge a friendship withsomeone who was radically different than her. She could not see allsides of the story. Carl was not emotionally mature enough to see loversalso need to be friends,So all these factors has led them to tonight. It was only one night, butit would be the night which defined where their relationship went fromthere on in. Pam. ..Oh Fuck!" Sue slid down and felt her whole body go limp. "Shit, that was nice, but not great like being pounded by a young stud urgently driving into me with one goal, to empty his balls into my tight pussy." She thought. Realizing the water was cooling off, she reluctantly pulled herself out of the tub and dried off.She tightened the belt on her robe and went out to the kitchen to get some water and as she passed the stairs she realized she hadn't heard a peep out of Mark since he stormed. “Oh God,” I thought. “I’m getting fat.” I said as I grimaced and pulled on the sweats. I heard a rip and stopped pulling instantly. “Shit!” I cried, felt around my inner thighs, outer thighs and found no holes, thank goodness. I grabbed a sports bra out of the drawer and threw my arms through it as I headed to the front door and opened it up. “Hi!” I said as the door opened. “Sorry about that, come on in. The only way I can get you guys here on time is to get in the shower.” I said to him.