The best part is I could feel his cock getting nice and hard. I knew he wanted me and I wanted him.I loved the way he was grabbing both my cheeks and...squeezing them firmly. Then he began to work his way to my little pucker. When he was there he stopped kissing and looked at me with a confused look. He discovered my butt plug. I told him I put it in when I went to freshen my lipstick and that I had put it in to lube me up and to open me if he was interested in fucking me. I asked, "Do you. She would only allow solid, quality pieces into her home. The couch she had re-upholstered herself, twice. The first time shortly after the kids got over that stage where they spilled drinks everywhere they told not to take them and the last time when she got a wild hair up her ass and just had to have everything in the same matching color of leather. That in its self had occupied her for over two years. The dressing table she had found at an estate sale and brought home all dilapidated,. ‘Put some on me, too’ she said. ‘And lots inside me as well…’ I was trembling a little as I knelt down beside her. I used one hand to spread her open for me and was momentarily transfixed by the sight of her pretty asshole. Anya has a very tight little anal ring with delicate folds forming a twisted, pale, star-shape. Around the margins, in a wide corona, the smooth skin has a sunset-hued appearance in lovely pinks and light tan… It is a beautiful, deliciously gorgeous asshole indeed. I raised. Or so I thought.Amelia stood up and put her hands on my shoulders, pushing me down.“K, lay down on your back on the sand, hands behind your head,” she said. “Now spread your legs apart. Wider. There, that’s it.”Amelia cupped by sack and rolled my balls around in her hand. Her other hand grabbed the base of the butt plug and rotated it. And at that moment, I realized what was going to happen.“You haven’t removed the cage yet!” I said, alarmed.“Of course not,” Amelia said with a shrug. “Do I look.