Sand in the oil now, abrading our skin. Our movements were quicker, lighter. Speed was everything in this game. Legs g****-vined, we rolled and furiou...ly fought. I felt his face pressing into my neck, his fingers clawing for my hair. But that was oily now, too. I smiled. And allowed myself a moment of pleasure at the feel of his battling body against mine, locked together as we were, in bitter struggle, in almost sexual embrace. The Woman whimpered. Her all too obvious relish of our struggle. Kathy was patting her back and explaining "oh, he's special all right. Don't let him act all unappreciated on you. The thing is he has company. His brother is the same way and so are Carl, Adam, David, and Bryan."Debbie looked confused and said "what's Matt, chopped liver?"Connie had recovered enough to answer "he's in a league of his own, Deb. Every one is amazing, but my hubby has a secret weapon that makes him special."I took my cue when she asked what that might be and stuck my tongue out. Dark colored complexion. Jet black hair, shiny. She was small. Under five feet. Thin, but not starving looking. Tight, lean and not an ounce of fat on her body. Her hair was really long. It fell straight from her head to the ground brushing on it when she was positioned on her knees. Her firm little ass begged to be fucked. It jutted up into the air. Almost begging to get it. Myra could not tell of the girl was in trouble or was a willing participant in the ordeal. She could not help but want. Who would send her these? It did not appear to be a company since there was no documentation or invoice and the correct batteries (two different types and quantities) were not in commercial packaging but had been provided.Her wetness and horniness got the better of her and she decided to try both out immediately. Jenny had been celibate for much of the last decade. She wanted to masturbate but her son would be able to hear and she was not quiet she thought to herself, perhaps she should try to.