“Have you ever had anything in your hole,” he asked.“Yes,” she whispered, flexing and rubbing her now free hands.Chelsea hesit...ted, shooting a glance at her mom.“Tell him,” Kristen shouted, afraid of her getting hurt.“I put my mom’s toy in me sometimes,” Chelsea muttered, her face turning scarlet.“Go get it,” he instructed.Chelsea rose stiffly and crossed the room to her mom’s night stand. She opened the drawer, pulled out. He had never been so nervous in his life. She smiled at how sweet he was being, and she wanted to let him explore. He reached a finger slowly down to her opening. It felt so warm, so wet and so inviting. With a burst of courage he slipped two fingers inside and Heather gasped. He wasn't sure what to do but he moved his hand in and out slowly at first, then more rapidly. Her pulse and breathing quickened and she began rocking against his arm. She was moaning with pleasure and he secretly wonder. But they'd taken that concern away, and now I was ready to be a girl and even be tied up again. He reached out, and touched my gown, and I shivered and sighed. I slid right next to him, and reaching out took him into my arms. He answered the same, and pretty soon we were kissing again. This time it was much more incredible. The feelings of femininity that I'd experienced while tied under Jennifer's touch returned. We kissed madly and passionately. I could feel Joe's cock hard against my. I didn't hesitate when I took the fat cock head into my mouth, tasting the sweet liquid that poured forth. I hadn't even tasted my own, now I was tasting his. I rolled my head, taking him down as far as I could, squeezing and relaxing my lips to massage the pliable steel flesh.I couldn't take all of him, but I took enough to know that I liked the press of him at the back of my throat. I couldn't believe I had denied myself this experience for so long. I slurped and suckled. I wasn't even aware.