I'm straight, I whispered tomyself. I'm doing this for the money. Gently, I pulled my panties to oneside as I lowered my lubricated ass onto the massi...e dildo.I gasped girlishly as the cockhead neatly slipped past my puckered,hairless sphincter. This wasn't even acting for the camera, as no matterhow many times I did it I could never get over the raw, vulnerablesensation of being penetrated.The lube, along with the fact that I was by now, familiar with how to"push" with my rectal muscles to. We were sitting at a table and already have started our booze when she started talking to me with her eyes. It was mischievous and I knew she was daring. I lifted my palm and put it on her legs under the table. The tense was getting dipper and we broke it as the place was too crowdie. We had few bottles of beer and were dancing. She was a good dancer and was no less in catching up the beats.Our chemistry on the floor was matching and that made me so happy. Finally, the night was coming to the. " Meanwhile, she felt her face going a little red and her heart thumping a little. "No problems," he smiled. "You can bump into me anytime," he laughed, tipped his glass to her and turned back to his friends. They all chinked glasses and continued their conversation. She continued on her way to the toilet, wondering if all of the guys knew about her. She was mortified and wondered whether she should leave soon. As she made her way back to her friends, she saw his eyes following her, a smile on. She would have liked to bury her face in it, wrestling match or no, but Harriet’s legs were strong and she couldn’t move an inch. Harriet, meanwhile, was able to slowly inch her head up between Olivia’s sweat-slick thighs, licking and nibbling as she went. Gradually Olivia began to lose her grip on Harriet’s head, and on reality.Finally Olivia felt Harriet’s tongue glide across her vulva and instinctively opened her legs, releasing Harriet’s head entirely. Sensing that the end was near, Harriet.