I gasp in shock of the way you say it. “What about that good pussy” I ask. “Damn the regular shit, I wanna get down and dirty right now!!!” ... My dick wavers in the air with each beat of my heart and you say “And he wants it too, doesn’t he?” You kiss the head of my dick to answer your own question. With that, you flip over and present your beautiful ass to me. Its sways from the force of you turning over. I grab some lube and apply it to my hard dick, getting it shiny and slick. Stephen started stroking up and down. Heather watched him for a minute, watching his arm flex with each stroke and then watching the throw were it would bump up momentarily. “How does your cock feel?”“Good,” he said. She responded with an ‘mmmmm.’ Stephen kept his eyes on her face like she said, but out of his peripheral vision he could see she too started to play with herself. Stephen imagined her hand gliding over her private parts and asked her if she had her hand in her panties. He. Mostly yours, with a side dish of our welcomed Top. It was delicious!Asking our lovely third to hold your cheeks wide apart, I glided the plug down your entire crack. Then I leaned in even closer so I could watch as I tapped the plug on your hole. It was amazing to watch your body drink in every touch no matter its impact. I shallowly slid it in and out before you finally gulped it up.I watched your focus as it settled into its rightful place. Your body relaxed as your Dom sighed.Displaying. I trusted Watson to make recordings on the digital recorder hidden in his shopping cart or his bike. Watson also did a good imitation of a wino. At least I hoped his visit to 5th avenue still held. I needed him living in the moment not a haze.During the final days, I had been given to a cell leader I called rotten teeth. He would be a nervous chipmunk, if he were a real cartoon character. He was always moving around in jerky spasms. I wasn’t sure if he was on something, or had mental issues. I.