15-20 minutes baad lund unkai mooh mai jhar gaya or woh phir bi lund ko chrnay ka naam hi nahi lai rahi thi.lund kuch dair baad phir khara ho gaya or ...hir woh lund kai uppar char kar usai apni choot mai daalnay lagi or halka sa press kartat hi mera lund unki choot mai gus gaya,phir mainay nichay sai jatka diya or poora lund unki choot mai chala gaya, maza aa gaya,chander tumhara lund to pahilay sai bi jyada maza dai raha hai,mai bola chachi bahut dino baad chudi ho na is liyai,boli haan.Uppar. .." She breathlessly whispered to Jenn, eyes locked onto my still-growing member.Her words gave me a bit of newfound confidence. I subconsciously thrust my hips forward ever-so-slightly and silently hoped it would continue to grow. I looked at Amber's tits again, and it did. It began its calm ascent upward as blood continued to pump into the flaring mushroom head, pushing the cloth of my shorts slightly upward. As it grew, it began rolling more and more of the soft fabric up the shaft to make. There's a fourty inch flat screen one the ceiling that is used as a monitor so she can tell when she is in frame when she is recording. She laid back and started fingering her wet pussy. I just watched for a few minutes. When she was worked up I noticed that her vagina was gaped just enough to where there was a black hole the size of a quarter. I thought to my self no wonder I can't feel anything. She told me there is a bottle of lube on the night stand and to use it to lube up the dildo. I. Walking was agony, was ecstasy. Guiding her towards the back with his hand on her back they walked in silence. When they past the ladies room and continued down the hall she looked at him in confusion. The stopped at a door with an “Employee’s Only” sign on it. He opened it and ushered her in. It was a small sitting room. It wasn’t overly fancy or big. A table, water cooler, TV and couch were all that occupied it. A door opposite the room was open. The lights were out but she could clearly see.