I had enjoyed a little anal sex over the years even though it isn’t my most favorite place to get a stiff cock. I cannot describe the full feeling b...tween my legs but I sure liked it. I could see why some women liked fisting or even fucking a pony. I had often fantasized about two cocks like that and then it was happening to me. I enjoyed the two men for a quite a while before Rachael finally woke up and started cheering the guys on to do a better job. Hell, I though that they were doing just. Then she rose and slipped under the covers at the foot of the bed, kissing his feet and legs as she worked her way up the bed. She was surprised that her purchaser was not one of the three who had tried her out before the auction, and that she had not noticed him in the auction room. What she did not remember was that he had come round the cells with the earlier group of "less honoured" customers. He did remember this and knew absolutely for certain that he would be in the "honoured customer". After 2 hours had passed, it was already 3:30 in the evening and party all traces were removed, I thought to myself: Perhaps it’s better if I can see again after Thilo. Before I go to sl**p. So I went back to him, his blanket lay on the floor and Thilo stood at the window and wanted to climb out. I said what are you doing anything and he chanted to himself. I do not understand him. I think he really did not know where he is currently located. I said Thilo that we here in the 5th Floor, you. The scent of coconut oil was always on us, my cock constantly slick with it, as it was now, freshly lubed from the bottle I kept all summer in my pocket, the key to my Lizvette's secret door. Anyone watching us would not be surprised to see me holding my pretty girl. The sight of us laughing and holding hands was a common one that summer, and if anyone thought my love for her was inappropriately expressed, they could not doubt it was real. Still, any neighbors who might happen to look out of.