I fantasize about the boys every time I have sex with my husband. I picture myself sucking their penises when I give James his occasional BJ. When I s...e the boys walking about in their shorts or even nude, I never reprimand them … I usually retreat to my room and masturbate like a wild woman. Well … it seems I can’t even type this without have to find a release … LOL. This vinyl desk chair is all wet again. But I DO love the thought of masturbating while they are all close. I’d better get. I didnt think if she was a virgin or not and at that point I didnt care. Running the head of my cock between her slight protruding pussy lips I did make sure my head was pretty wet with a combination of my pre-cum and her juices dripping. Once I had my head ready I rammed full force driving my cock as far as it would go on the first thrust. Shelly gave a toe curling scream as my cock rammed in 6 on the first try. She trashed about as her pussy clamped down on the intrusion of my cock into her. David presses his lips to my neck, kissing me with small pecks and I rest my head back, giving him easier access. A hand is on my shoulder, fingers teasing patterns of rippling sensation on my skin, slowly easing away my top, revealing the juncture between neck and collarbone. His tongue snakes out and licks slowly over my beating pulse, as his other hand moves up the inside of my thigh. I’m breathless, my heart beating hard and fast. I’m so turned on, heat pools between my legs. I spread. Six. May I have Another, Sir?. Steve was wielding the paddle with a strong arm and after every blow her large breasts would jiggle as her body absorbed the energy. After six Maggie once again released a mighty fart and wondered how long this was going to continue. At twelve, her legs began to shake. At twenty her head and neck were covered with sweat. By thirty she was no longer feeling distinct pain at every blow, just a continuous pain that never really went away but just periodically.