Just as I was thinking about how to get her off me, she reached down and pulled me to my feet. She opened her legs, lifted one onto the toilet seat ag...in and pulled me against her. I wasn’t going to fuck about any more, I just grabbed my prick and pushed it between her legs, rubbed it around in her juices and then slid straight back into her. Sena arched her back and pushed down to meet my thrusts and we quickly fell into a rhythm together. The funny thing was that I didn’t even feel the urge. " I replied. Again, if I didn't truly like this, I would use one of our safe words. "Afraid not, OK, commercial is over, gotta get back to the game." He let the gag fall back over my mouth, shut off the light and went back to his pals. I remained in my prone position, engaging wild fantasies in my head. Although what was happening now was my fantasy, I was frustrated that I couldn't go further. The dildo inside my ever hotter and wetter pussy, the humiliation of the butt-plug, I was. ”Ed laughed. Then he grew serious. “What about that dressof yours?”“What dress?” Denise said, looking pointedly at the book. “The dress you bought for this party,” he said. “Thatdress.”Denise said, “Oh. You knew about that?”“Nothing escapes me,” Ed said. “You should know that bynow.”Denise laughed. “I’m beginning to learn that.” She putthe book on the counter–her Comparative. First my tongue caressed her inner lips and then up the center of her vulva. I reached her clit and then probed lightly under its hood, stimulating her most sensitive area with my taste buds. I was at first unsure of how to eat pussy, however Marsha began to moan in response as I did what I know feels good to me. Marsha then opened her legs fully and wrapped her large dark thighs around my head while running her fingers through my hair. With Marsha now wide open, I allowed my tongue to enter.