Mr. Purple is eight inches long, five inches around. The last toy is my pride and joy. It is a special "clit clamp". The clamps are two inches long, c...vered in soft latex. It is designed to fit the length of the clitoral shaft leaving the clit peeking out. It vibrates with a remote control. I can make it hum softly or buzz like an angry hornet, from anywhere in the room. Friday arrived and I slept late and started getting ready for Kira about 10.30am. I showered and touched up with my little. We moaned in unison as my cock pushed deep into her. Moving slowly, we instinctively fell into a rhythm, our bodies as one. My full balls slapped against her slowly as we both gave ourselves to the pleasure of the moment. We were one in the moment as we consummated our union and cemented our future together; I pinched her nipples softly as I started to thrust faster into her. She moaned loudly as she used her pussy muscles to caress my invading cock that was impaling her deeply. She thrust her. I bought some Captain Morgan and some Pucker along with some Juice to mix drinks with. I headed back home saying to myself, " This is going to be one hell of a Party." Not knowing much was going to happen I found myself back at the party bringing in the stuff. About three hours into the night I was fucked, I mean I was Wasted!. I could barely see straight or walk but I still had slight control of my intentions and actions. My aunt was seated next to my in a very nice tight shirt and nice Skin. Several minutes pass when I feel a soft tap on my shoulder. Startled, I spin round. My eyes widen as I stand face to face with Dylan. I pull down my headphones as he smiles. "I thought it was you." Acknowledging I can't run away from this encounter, I resignedly smile. "Hey, you." "Hey to you too." He awkwardly pulls me into a hug and I melt in his arms. He smells welcoming and enticing. As he buries his head closely to my neck, I snap out of my trance and pull myself away from him. "What.