I used to think that Mark would invite her over when he wanted to feel like he was fucking twins, we were that similar.We rented a house at the beach,...after all why not enjoy more than sex? We arrived on Friday night and decided to do the experiment on Saturday. That night, over drinks, we discussed the rules of engagement. Four of us, two men and two women would each take a room. Once there we were to strip naked and then insert the lenses and wait. The others would each take a key yes all the. I reach between my legs and start playing with myself. He lets me go on and on about what happened. When I’m finished, he tells me to get over his lap. That he’s going to spank me for being a dirty little slut. There’s a glint in his eyes, so I know he’s not really mad at me. So I make a real presentation of getting over his knee.He puts his throbbing cock between my thighs and rubs my upturned ass. He starts lightly slapping my ass. First one side then the other. I know he’s just warming me. She'd been caught unawares once by an unexpected house guest, and had no desire to repeat the incident.Understanding that there were none present who shouldn't be, she removed her spring cape and under shawl handing them to me... As usual, she was wearing only her whalebone from the waist up. Her large breasts were visible, supported from below by the corset. Reaching beneath her waistband she removed the tie cords holding her skirt in place and freed it, the skirt and bustle falling away as. “W-wait, is this how the second hand fattening works? The smell?” she asks aloud, looking up wide-eyed to see the much heavier women visibly swell a little more as well. She remembered her body feeling a little fatter whenever she usually got her own meal, but just chalked it up to her feeling horny as she looked forward to eating it and feeling herself grow for sure.“Mm, not really,” Sandra replies, her eyes closed as it plumped up further. “But it certainly doesn’t hurt, now watch and enjoy.