She rubbed me there gently and she made me moan quietly. I could not control my moan and she laughed in my ear with pleasure. I was in her control and...ready for anything she wanted from me.She bit my ear again but harder and I felt her finger slide inside my ass. I let out a long moan as her finger slid deeper inside me. She kissed my back and soon she had three fingers inside me. I was in another world and could not control my moaning.Then she slid her fingers out of me and held my hips with. It was Friday and set off to the cottage, it started quite well. No traffic jam on the way so we were at the place in two hours. The cottage was in the middle of the forest, two kilometres far from another building. No one else was there, just Denisa and me. We unpacked our suitcases and after few days of sexual abstinence I was quite looking forward to doing it again. Fresh air does magic, so I was thinking where to go for a walk. And on the way to blow off the steam somewhere by the trees. I. Putting on that foundation made her flashback to the porn shoot, the fee from it making the trip possible. "That's the first AND last time I'm doing a shoot with a shemale," Marilyn thought to herself. "I don't care if there was no actual sexual contact. Fuck that. That chick was a bit too close and looked a bit too hard." Remembering what was in between that girl's legs made her shudder.Conveniently, that thought took the sexual edge out of her system, allowing her to tuck her manhood. The marijuana was doing its work!As my buzz expanded, so did my penis, which snaked its way further and further down one short pant leg, the tip its purple head peeping out into daylight. This did not go unnoticed by Donna, and her fingertips defined the outline of my erection before slipping beneath my shorts to cup my testicles, which had drawn up tight against my thighs and had developed a deep, sweet ache. I asked her to stand on top of the rock we were perched on and face me. My hands.