He kept the cake there and continued kissing me, after some time he just made my nighty up and pulled my panty down, he made me lay on bed. I spread m... legs for him, and to my surprise he just took that cake piece and pushed it completely inside my pussy, I felt a great sensation which was very special to me .He started licking cake from my pussy and I was feeling heaven, He licked my pussy well and get hold of a small cake piece from my pussy and held it in mouth and bought it near my mouth,. Without the 'roids Ididn't have the energy, and then with the weight that I'd gained it was alot harder to go through the routines, so I figured "what the heck" andjust stopped. And to be honest, I'd worked so hard the past couple ofyears for the bodybuilding competitions that I was really looking forwardto just some relaxing time by myself. So at the beginning of that summerI just caught up on my sleep (twelve to fourteen hours a day), just layout by the pool in the backyard, or watched TV, or. 'I hope you want to please me too, make me happy baby'. She fingered herself, gently stroking, causing my briefs to receive a second soaking. In a deluded state of ecstasy, Fiona held me captive while Sarah said a breast augmentation would give her confidence and she knew I had personal savings. I had been considering buying a new car, but Sarah was persistent. Fiona pressed her breasts into my face and I nuzzled my nose in between them as her soft brunette hair tumbled over her nipples. She. ..” the blonde's voice trailed away. “My man,” Miranda volunteered. “You're an item?” “Depends on what item means.” “Do you sleep wih him?” Miranda laughed. “Do you mean sleep or fuck?” She enjoyed saying “fuck” to strangers. Especially this one. Catherine tried but failed not to look flustered. Then she said, “I mean fuck.” Miranda shook her head. Catherine's pupils were black and dilated, aroused like a hunting cat after dark. “Why not?” Miranda said, “Perhaps I don't want to.” Catherine.