“Now, I am going to fuck you, or at least make you feel like I am,” I said.They had guards over the clit, g-spot, and vaginal orgasm buttons, but ...he one like a dick was where it might trigger accidentally. The place in my head showed me how the frequencies it sent tricked her brain into thinking a dick was entering her when the button was down and pulling out when released. If held down for ten seconds, it began fucking her in her mind. Beside the button were up and down arrows. They increased. I knew then why she was willing to share this cock. She had her head back and was thoroughly enjoying my husband’s attention while her husband was enjoying mine.I tried once more to get down on his cock. I started to cum and kept slowing pleasuring myself. When my “O” subsided I looked over at the tub and noticed that Frank and Shellie were gone. I leaned down to Roger and asked him if he’d go down on me. “Sorry, but I don’t do that.” was his reply. So I bent over and placed my arms on their. Her hair was a mess, her pussy looked soaked, and the dildo looked like it was covered in cream. She had obviously had several orgasms with it but it wasn’t enough. Her nipples were erect, and she was using both hands to pound her pussy with the dildo.“She’s been at it for over an hour. She ate me to four screaming orgasms too.” Rachel said.“Four, Huh?” I said.“Yeah, needless to say, if I wasn’t exhausted, I might be up for a quickie before dinner. But I’ve never seen Becks this bad, Joshy.”. I take my seat across from you, full view of the show. She has her eyes half closed, watching what you’re doing to her moaning and groaning as your two fingers enter her slightly. I’m getting raunchy; my pussy is reacting, starts to juice up and throb for my tongue to start doing that.Putting my hand down my silky smooth g- string and spread my legs, sliding a finger down my pussy, over my clit through my lips into wetness, Mmm spreading my legs wider, finger fucking myself. As I watch your.