‘I’m so hot,’ Cynthia whimpered. ‘Hot and cold at the same time, somehow. And it’s like there is electricity sparking between my nipples and...running down into my pussy. My pussy is so slippery…it never feels this wet when I’m by myself. And it’s like there’s a big empty space opening up inside my pussy. Like I want something to be in there, in me….’ Cindy’s monologue seemed to be having an effect of Jason, as his breathing became raspy and his stroking quickened. Fluid began leaking noticeably. With all of that in mind, we welcomed the Tremayne’s promptly at five pm. The potential Hatfield’s and McCoy’s had finally met. Or was it the Montagues and Capulets?Either way, I avoided kissing my girl at that point, but we did clasp hands.They brought a gift, as did Lady Juliet, putting them on a stack on the sofa table. Conversation was a bit stilted, until Ruth and Margaret began talking about things other than their husbands’ gun collection.I hadn’t seen Stephen’s collection of rifles and. I used just enough makeup to bring out my eyes and a bright red “nosmear” lipstick to cover my full lips. In the mirror I was getting myself hotjust looking at myself. When I came downstairs Alan was waiting with a whitecollar, that matched the boots, in his hand, I walked up to him and knelt infront of him and waited. he said “Slut,” and I looked up, he slapped me hardknocking me to the floor, then he threw down the collar and I put it on. Wedidn’t speak as we. As she lay there you climbed on to her face and lowered your wet pussy on to her mouth so you could feel her tongue sliding in and out as it lapped up all the juices from you, this also allowed you to see him guide his huge cock to Sarah’s pussy which you had pulled apart by her lips so he could get in smoothly.Your eyes lit up as you saw it slowly stretch her pussy wide and you could imagine it doing the same to you soon it just kept going in and in and Sarah was enjoying it so much she was.