I couldn’t get enough of it. I raised up so I could get Travis’ cock in me as deep as possible. We started kissing about to swallow up each other....We moved in harmony back and forth with Travis’ cock pentitrating my pussy deeper and deeper until we both exploded. I could feel Travis’ hot cum squirting inside of me. We clasped in total satisfaction. Travis and I laid there in each others arms talking about our experience wondering why we ever waited so long. It was amazing. We started kissing. We'd struck up a habit of messaging fantasies back and forth. He liked to give it rough, I'd told him that was how I'd liked it.The wall.... I felt my spirit quail: yes, I'd told him how I wanted a wall, to be bent over a wall somewhere desolate and out in the middle of nowhere, and used no matter how much........no matter how much I pretended to beg them to stop.And yes: I'd told him at the end of the fantasy that I woldn't mind him bringing a friend along.I tried to protest but they were. My pussy clenched again as I stroked faster. I shuddered every time my hand reached the pinnacle, brushing the sensitive crown. It was like touching my clit, but it was so much larger. So it had much more surface area full of all those nerve receptors to stimulate me. It increased the pleasure a hundredfold, making me groan, my eyes fluttering.“Oh, yes,” I muttered to myself as I jerked my cock. “Mommy is whipping you up a big batch of futa-cum to make you feel better. Your Mommy loves you so. Sonya was well satisfied. A few minutes later the cuffs were undone and they were inside the bed cuddling together. “I wasn’t too hard on you was I?” He asked her. She kissed him. “No.” She told him. “But maybe you will be later!” He smiled. “You’re really up for this aren’t you?” She kissed him again. “Well I never know when Santa will be visiting again.” He ran his hand over her breasts; down over her stomach to her groin. “Anything special in mind for Christmas?” He asked her. She reached.