After all, just being dressed in black inch-mesh fishnets, held up bysuspenders from a black lacy basque, nipped hard at my waist... with mycock-clit barely covered by my pink g-string pouch and the string overmy divine snow white left cheek, while I tottered about on 8", platformheeled, "fuck-me" shoes, and nothing else, surely could not be causing it.And it couldn't be my long black hair, styled in "bunches" like "Abby" from . Ann (that's the name of my girl) picked up the pace and suddenly the plug popped in my asshole. I nearly came right that moment. You liked that, didn't you, she said? I could only give a moan as response but she got the message.She pulled the plug out and reached in the bag. The next thing she got out was a string of anal beads. She told me that she noticed how I liked the plug popping in so she thought that beads would be perfect for my little hole. I can't she was wrong. Only two were in me. ” Ellen noticed Joan’s balls were almost exploding in size now, “you see ... what I did in Dr. Nakoma’s office was mostly a warmup, I can do it to another five women before my sack is empty, or I could do it all in one girl. I never have before, hope that girls will survive.”“What are you saying?” Ellen wondered.“Shirley!” Joan yelled, a muffled yelp came from the trunk of the van, “want to take my biggest load yet?” another muffled screech came followed my Shirley yelling “Yes please!!”Ellen. My heart began to beat faster as I moved closer to the window, and when I moved my face closer as peeped through the gap in the curtains, a rush of excitement coursed right through my body as I realized the room was not their kitchen but rather the bedroom.My nipples instantly hardened and my pussy was awash with fresh dew as I beheld the most arousing scenery of hot passionate sex. On the king sized bed was Gabrielle on her back with her legs spread wide and in between her open thighs was.