He’s doing his best to keep his eyes on the road, but I can tell he doesn’t want to miss a stroke. I make sure he’s watching as I slide my midd...e finger along my slit and deep into my sweet hole. I use my first and third fingers to gently squeeze my lips together using just enough pressure to make my clit throb. I keep moving in time with the vibrations of the road and the beat of the music. I glance up and the driver’s eyes are glued to me languidly fucking myself. One of his hands moves. A dark skirt covered her upper legs, and her calves were muscular tight encased in nylons as they were tucked underneath her in a comfortable position, taking up almost two seats in her means to relax before the long flight. For a brief moment, our eyes met. Thinking she caught my glances, I quickly turned away, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. But, in a moment of weakness, my eyes drifted back to hers, staring at me, tearing into me like a hot knife through butter. I was awoken from. John just sat there staring up at Mach who just stood there, not moving. Mach gave up, and sat down on the chair next to the desk. John first spoke. ‘Are you really giving yourself as a payment to fix the game tonight?’ He knew the answer. I only half knew. ‘Well,’ I started. ‘Yeah. I owe Mach big time for everything that happened.’ I looked up at him but he looked to the floor. I continued. ‘We could have gotten him expelled, John. He probably lost his chances of going to a good college on a. “I would suggest starting with something like this small practice plug in the anus for an hour or two per day for about a week. Then she could comfortably move on to a bead, inserted during sex, just to get the feel of things. She will definitely want to use lots of lube.”“Can I use one of these larger plugs with a strap on? ” my wife asked, continuing with her frank dialogue. Muriel cheeks were turning crimson, and she was biting her lower lip, in an obvious mixture of lust, pride and.