Natalie eased the toy in her bottom. Judy softly moaned and pushed her hips back against the hard surface as if she were a pro. The journey was smooth...until Judy’s hole met the base; it was broad. But this was all an obvious turn-on, because she was dripping liquid from her snatch resembling the cum strings pouring out of Cameron. “You okay?” Natalie inquired. “Yea, push it. Mmm,” Judy moaned. “Fuck, push that shit in her,” Cameron groaned in Natalie’s earpiece. Pressing and pushing, Natalie. To feel welcome.The best move in a new place was always to sit at the bar and get to know the bartenders. They knew all the regulars and all the gossip and they were the ones you wanted on your side. You wanted them to like you if at all possible. So I strolled over to the center of the bar running the length of the room and took a stool. Of course there was a mirror behind the bar so one could check out the whole room.The bartender approached and I smiled at him."What's your pleasure?" I'll. Next to those orgasms her previous so-called climaxes paled in comparison. And she was sure she would later denied that they were this strong, and worry about it when she couldn’t deny it to herself, but right now Max Black was too lost in pure bliss to even care. If she had known she could get off this hard by stretching her cunt this wide she would have been shoving her own fist and several much larger objects up herself years ago. Then again, as was always the case with sex, it probably. “Why Francesco, you silly boy,” she laughed. “I’m old enough to be your mother.” “Call me Frank.” Then his smile broadened as he told her, “It does not matter. You are a sexy lady to me.” Then, taking two wine coolers out of the refrigerator, he opened one and handed it to her. “Here,” he said, “Relax.” As Karah drank the refreshing drink she somehow did feel free, free to relax and enjoy herself. As she took the last sip, she felt Francesco’s hands on her shoulders, caressing, roaming, and.