She turned from him as she began to smile, propping her hands up against the desk, leaning against it as she turned her head to face him. Her smile wi...ened as she teasingly said, "Ryan, how about you come get a really good view? I sure would hate for you to miss out." She ran her hand down to her mini skirt, lightly tugging on the zipper as she looked back over to him with a seductive look arising upon her face. He loved it – every smooth motion, every little sensation, every turning-on noise. " No, ... har-har-harder." No, I don't want to. I like this."By this point, I knew she was getting desperate. Her hips were in constant motion, and she was trying to move herself up and down my erection. I was having trouble keeping my hips pressed to hers so that my penis didn't have any in and out motion, but her actions were growing sharper, and the occasional snapping motions were giving her some internal friction.I knew I couldn't keep her like this much longer, but decided to have a. He shifted, adjusting his weight, inadvertently freeing himself.“No!” she protested, laughing. A gush of sperm leaked from behind him, adding to her messiness. She felt the slick of lubricant coating her thighs, the trickling of his seed between her cheeks. So rewarding, being the female partner, she thought wryly.She kissed his neck and massaged his back and shoulders. They’d need to hide his back from Mel until the indents from her fingernails healed. She’d gouged him nearly as deep as he’d. “Look at this, Amna. It’s all yours! It’s hot and moist and ready. Go ahead! Fuck me! Get that dildo inside me. Pump away! You know it’s what you like to do most!” It was then that an abashed Khadija witnessed Amna approach Fatima, her dildo erect in front of her, and then with very little ceremony, plunge it straight into Fatima’s vagina, which easily accepted it, and then pump her monstrous buttocks back and forth as she rhythmically fucked her friend. Khadija sank into another armchair and.