..that she might actually be able to beat me in a wrestling match? This offer was too good to be true. I had always fantasized about wrestling a hot c...ick, tying her up and having my way with her. She certainly filled the bill in the looks department, and while she appeared physically fit, I knew she wouldn't stand a chance against me. It was obvious to me, she wanted me to do to her exactly what she claimed she would do to me - to be dominated and humiliated.That's the full extent of the. We had changed earlier into pajama pants and tee shirts, and my pants were already down around mid-thigh. My cock had become soft during the time I had spent nuzzling his, but as he began to tongue my balls, it started to stir.I don't even remember what movie we were watching. It had faded quickly to mere background noise as the main attraction became the attention we paid each other's cocks. I whimpered and squirmed as I felt the tip of his tongue ticking my balls. Encouraged, he slid off the. Christoph's walked back over to the equipment and rattled around deciding which path to venture next? with relief Sarah heard a loud click and faint buzz. thank god she thought a "rabbit" walking back over to her his phone rang. he answer. " yes of course they can! the more the merrier" was his reply as he put his phone bk in his pocket. Christoph was a tall bald man with the biggest cock Sarah had ever seen. she longed for that girth and length inside her daily but he had never given her any. Wendy was quite breathless now, she every bit as immobile as my precious Jody. His breath hot on her snatch. She managed to choke out a, "Yes, Mistress," between her own rapid breaths. I looked down at Jody, his face partially obscured by Wendy's ass. I removed the pillows supporting his head. He was now hanging from the Amazon slave, breathing in her pussy scent. Her head close enough to his cock that he could feel her breath. Being so close to pleasure that they both needed must have.