“Don’t be a smartass,” Leslie said, standing up and holding her tits up to lick my cum off them.LeAnne put my cock between her pussy lips, the t...p just barely entered her fuck-hole. She put her arms around my neck and moved her hips closer to me, causing half of my dick to enter her hot vaginal sheath. “Fuck me again. Please,” she said, looking up at me.I moved the hand that was on her leg around to her ass and put my other hand on her other ass cheek before lifting her. As if on cue LeAnne. One of her past inventions was the ball end plug. It had a small ball built on the end of the plug. This was a favorite thing she used when one of her maids got a little lazy or slow in the performance of his duties. If the pathetic thing needed rest, she certainly could oblige.Installing a six inch length model ball plug up his precious rear she would then make him sit on a wooden stool, then strap him down tight making the ball end of the plug put a hard pressure up his sissy butt.It wasn't. But I was very careful not to get any on mydress, as well as having lipstick close bi. Somebody won the football game I tried to help Tom clean up but was oflittle use. When I went to leave Tom took my keys saying I couldn'tdrive and just sleep in his bed. I slept unmolested but woke up with ahangover. I got up and went the bathroom pulling out the tampon,showered and called in sick to work. Finally putting on some cleanpanties and joining Tom in the kitchen for coffee. He made me tell himall. All the k**ding and teasing had taken a new turn it had gone to far, both myself and his friend were now openly engaging in full oral sex, and I was more the instigator on the receiving end, but I was now also thinking about letting him fuck me in front of my husband, I was at my hottest and I wanted this to end in pleasure for all.Suddenly my husband asked his friend to prove his theory about pain and pleasure, the later I was now deep into as each millimetre of tongue movement made me week at.