I couldn't take it no more and thrusted all 8 inches in. I arched my back in pleasure, then began to slowly fuck myself with it. I placed the vibrator...over my clit and switched it on; this made me fuck myself even harder and faster. I put my thong in my mouth to muffle my loud moans on pleasure.I took it out and sucked it again before thrusting it back it every time I did that it was press against my G-spot and made me scream.I was doing this for a good ten minutes, thinking I had plenty of. Anal sex is something never mentioned between her and Joe, never considered an option in their years together.They discuss Dorothy, but talk of the girl does not excite him like when she speaks of other men. He is more interested in meeting her in the flesh, keeps asking when it will be. Caroline has caught him looking at the girl's photos, the ones she did not send to him. She knows he has peeked more than once when she is out, can tell by how the order of the prints shifts in the envelope she. ..I'm still bringing your cum out of you...draining you, all that pent up sexual need inside you, emptying you, but filling the bucket.I have you get up now, and step into the tub, kneel down, with your head back, eyes closed, and mouth open. I pick up the bucket, filled with your cum, and pour it over your head. The hot warm rush of all your orgasms filling your mouth, coating your hair and body, sends me into a hot need to fuck you, so that we can both be sliding over each other, enmeshed in. “I’ve never really gotten to know you.”“And vice versa,” she piped up quickly.I scanned the blizzard as it howled like a pack of hungry wolves. “Well from the sound of things on the news, we’re going to have plenty of time, because I don’t think we’re going anywhere any time soon.”“That bad, huh?” Megan said un-phased by our unexpected lockdown.“Looks like,” I exclaimed as I recalibrated the settings of the hot tub to reduce the noise from the jets.For the next half an hour Megan and I had our.