" I started ubuttoning my cut-off shorts.I took off my ugly white panties, my little girl panties, cause I wasn't a little girl anymore. I was married...now and I took off my t-shirt too, looking down at myself, looking in the mirror and deciding I looked okay. More than okay, which was why guys like Greg were so hot for me. My naked reflection was beautiful and glowing, soft and smooth and sexy. I'd never really thought of myself as sexy before. I liked my body, I guess, but I'd never loved it. The tightness in my pants lurched as I saw that it was a thong, with lace around the edges, and a wonderfully snug fit on her hips. “Touch myself like this, you mean?” She ran her fingers along the line of her panties, pulling my eyes along the boundary of clothed and naked. I groaned with longing to reach out and caress her.“I mean, touch your private area, babe. Touch your pussy for me.”She smiled again, a mischievous grin. “Oh, you mean masturbate? I would love to do that, sweetheart. I’m so. He obliged and began thrusting his finger into my sweet hole, adding another finger a little while later. I screamed into the pillow while he fucked me harder and harder. He got up and got the dildo and oil I had set on the night stand and squeezed out some oil onto my asshole. I gasped at the coldness of it and tensed up a bit. "Relax, baby" he said, as he put the dildo at the entrance of my asshole. He slowly pushed it into me. I had used my dildo in my ass several times before so the. The silken heat of her tongue dancing over my own. Her attention to his cock in her mouth never wavered. With stifled moans and the rushed white noise of air through her nostrils, the three of us took her to the brink. The torpid fluidity of our bodies extracted each climax with increasing ease. Trapped against us, Brigitte bucked and moaned as we took her from one climax to another. We showed no mercy as the crowd watched, Brigitte’s body became livid and fevered, it took all our strength to.