She felt like he was prying her apart as the tentacles caressed her lips, traced her folds and dipped inside her wet velvet pussy all at the same time... She arched her spine and threw her head back. One hand held Gizmo while the fingers of her other hand traced their way up her stomach and over her breast. Her nipples were rock hard and she pawed at them, twisting and tugging the pale pink marshmallow tips, sending additional pulses straight to her core.She gasped as she felt one of the. Flesh on flesh live action was taking place while the video on the screen was of a similar blow job scene - it was hard to say if reality was mirroring fiction, or if it was the other way around. What I can say is that our friends on the bathhouse couch were making more noises of pleasure that the video on the TV. Our friends on the couch then shifted positions - instead of pleasuring his friend with his mouth, our young stallion placed his cock on his partner's cock and proceeded to rub their. Looking down at her, I could see her all but collapse from the drain she'd just been through.I gently pulled myself free of her, then looked over to where Holly was - only to be amazed at the sight she presented. Her eyes glazed, she was looking at us with an expression of absolute wonder - even from where I was, I could see that her breasts were hard and tight, nipples erect. Her vaginal lips were fully extended and clearly parted, glistening with a wetness that was matched by trails of her. For me, she was a very special woman. Slowly and deliberately, my hands moved all over her body. She let out a faint whimper as my hands fondled her breasts and touched her nipples. "Oh, Greg, I love your touch, but this feels so wrong." "How can it be wrong between us?" I said. Suddenly, I felt her hand rub my fatigue pants and begin to stroke my manhood. Darla was starting a slow, steady hand job as I was feeling the softness of her breasts. I began to unbutton Darla's blouse and expose her.