It works perfectly when we're sitting as she can easily grab my upper-arm and hug it to her. But when we're walking, especially if she's wearing flat ...hoes, she's so much shorter than me that my upper-arm is too far above her for her to reach comfortably. She'd also end up hugging it to her head, which neither of us would enjoy as much as having it hugged to her chest. When we walk she usually holds my forearm. It's nice, and definitely better than holding hands, but somehow not quite as nice. It felt so huge and heavy. I teased him: "Your cock is so huge. It might be too big for my asshole."Markus returned the tease: "Don't worry baby. I will be gentle."He said as he laughed. "Your beautiful hot white ass is making my dick grow bigger. You did this to me so you have to fix it." I was getting so wet and turned on. I asked him: "How am I supposed to fix it?"He answered. “Just take my black cock and put it into your sweet tight white asshole”I turned around and he started moving his. Brand choked and tried to spit it out, they poured more down his throat. Brand looked at the two, horrified to see slack faces and vacan't eyes. He jerked and pulled on the ropes harder. Brand blind his eyes and shook his head trying to keep it clear, his tongue felt thick, he tried to speak but couldn't get his mouth to work. He couldn't seem to move his arms or legs, his thoughts were a foggy haze. - Phoebe grinned down at Brand, she turned to her two toys, you can play with him for a short. He was taking me and making me his own; he wanted me like I wanted him! And everything he was doing was making me feel so good.“Brian!” I screamed, “Take me like a bitch!” I was shocked that those words came out of my mouth, and said a silent prayer for forgiveness. Brian grinned down at me and dropped to his knees. I spun around on him, smirking devilishly back at him as I bent over and got on all fours. I was amazed at how quickly I’d become sexually devious. In the succubus lair, I’d was.