He fondled the nylon covered buns, pressing me tightly against that firm cock, that warm, familiar friend. My sleek nylon thighs fondled and explored ...is thigh pulling my dress up.We stood pressing sensual, sliding, touching, slow-fucking motions against each other, letting ourselves enjoy our bodies and our exploring hands."It's been so long." I gasped.I felt him nod against my cheek, then kiss my ear and whisper, "I want you darling." Mmmmmm," I murmured breathily into his ear.We nuzzled and. In front of us, on the wall some feet away, was a full-length mirror. I was staring at myself getting the fuck of my life. Both of us covered in a glistening sheen of fuck sweat. My breasts bouncing each time my real, live fuck doll pulled me up and down his length in time with each of his powerful thrusts. My cum flowed like a river out of my over stuffed honey pot, covering his entire pelvis and balls and running down his thighs. We looked like two rutting animals. We looked like sex. After only a short time of this, saliva was splashing down the cock shaft and on to the man's balls. Stephanie felt the hand stroke her hair, moving to the left side of her head now, his thumb right above her eyebrow. It was opposed symmetrically by the other hand, which forced her to slow down momentarily and connect her big brown eyes with his. Frustrated by only the tip of the cock remaining in her mouth, she reluctantly ground to a near-halt. Stephanie's head was forcefully pushed back. .. but... not demanding... yet! For a long moment, the rapturously captivated Vicki did not move, couldn't move in the throes of her forbidden enchantment. But the knocking continued... Oh God, just a minute more and I would have come! she thought wildly.Damn! she cursed under her breath, then quickly grasped her robe as she shivered maddeningly from the impassioned sensations still electrifying her loins. Who the devil could it be?"Vicki... ? Oh, Vickiiiii... ?" a throaty female voice.