The guy was really getting off on fucking my sleeping girlfriend, and he wouldn't last much longer by the sound of it. Amateur.I moved my fingers bac... down to Kelli's cunt. Inserting two into her warm folds, I used my thumb on her clit, round and round, up and down. That, combined with the increasing penetration of my fingers, soon sped up her breathing and had her juices flowing. Within a couple of minutes her vagina was quite tropical. It was time. I removed my fingers from her honeypot. Sick to my stomach mostly, butnot in a way I'd ever felt before. I didn't need to use the bathroom,and I wasn't going to puke, at least not right away. There were justthese odd pains and movements, like somebody was tying my guts in knots.Disturbing noises filled the room, gurgling and bubbling and I just satthere not knowing what to do. Then something happened that put me in apanic.?My dick disappeared. And my boys too. All in one horrible motion, theyshriveled up and got sucked inside. One. I raised my eyes to meet his again, he was still chatting to me but found it hard to concentrate. His eyes studied every part of my exposed body. I remembered the story I’d heard. Mike had apparently got off with one of Marco’s girlfriends, and he had caught them making love in the bedsit they shared. I looked into those dark eyes. Maybe Marco was plotting some payback I thought as I giggled to myself. I smiled back at him again as I ate my toast. I could feel his eyes studying every curve of. They walked into the large sex shop, hand in hand. A Goth-like clerk complete with pale make-up, darkened eyes, drab dark-gray dress, blackened hair, spiked bracelets and collar, disengaged herself from a co-worker and the magazine they were avidly reading. "Can I help you ladies?" she asked.Hanna blushed prettily. "Um, my friend is looking for a strap-on," she said, pointing at Willy.The clerk nodded knowingly, "Any particular model or size?" she asked.This time Willy blushed. "Well no. Can.