..' Daryl lowered his body to mine, I guided his massive throbbing tool to my puckering anal opening and hunched up to meet him as he entered my bung ...ole. Daryl brought the bottle of poppers to my nose again and said '...here take a good long snort and hold it...' AS I did so Daryl slid his long tool back and forth in my bung a number of times. When I exhaled it was like a wave of lust exploded inside of me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried ram my bung up to meet his thrust. Daryl. I could stopped it then, I could have stopped it that morning when I let him give me that leg shaking blowjob in the kitchen. I for sure could have stopped it just now and not had moved to my knees in front of him. Not wrapped my lips around his young, surprisingly gorgeous cock. Not taken his cum load in my mouth and not have swallowed it so very eagerly. But, I didn’t, and I don’t think I wanted any of all this to end either. It had been so long since I felt someone’s sexual touch. I needed. Lisa sat up straight, splashing water out and on to the floor. She looked around, relieved that she wasn’t back in that bedroom. Relieved that she was home.Josh had no clue how much a company whore makes but he did surmise that it’s what paid for their new hot tub. Plus, some other cool stuff.Josh was disappointed that he couldn’t use the hot tub right away. The installers told them about 24 hours.His dad felt his pain. He was ready to get in also.“Sorry, Bud, but we have to give the water some. “So, if I slide my hand up your skirt, I won’t feel your soaked panties.”“No,” Diana mumbles, truthfully.The trainer smirks. His hands slides from her waist, down to her thigh and then up under her skirt. Diana quivers as his fingers force their way between her legs.“You’re right,” he says. “I don’t feel soaked panties.”Diana moans as his fingers penetrate her, pushing between the dripping wet folds of her naked pussy. “Stop,” she groans as his fingers probe her. Her lust mingles with his touch.