Jen’s task was to pick a towel and tell a story about whichever object she chose. She picked the middle one (the anal plug). Her friends gasped al...ng with Jen when they saw what was under the towel. Jen’s face turned three shades of red. I think she was ready to hurl it at me when Nicky said, “So, Jen, what’s the story with that?”“Well, this is the toy I got from Chuck on our first anniversary. I mentioned that I enjoyed him doing me, but I wanted to try something else. He bought this. That would bring her up to just after five in the evening. She only hoped that the place in question would be not too noisy and ghastly. Young as she was, the exertions of the day had begun to take their toll on her and she would dearly like to rest and nap for a while. Her feet were beginning to feel very sore after their long walk and the effect of the cold wind against her skin had been severely to deplete her reserves of energy. Yes! She could certainly use a break right now!And then the. Anita felt her pussy unconsciously squeeze around his dark chocolate dong, claiming every oily white rope that spurted from his deeply wedged mushroom head."Reggie! Fuck! Dude!" She dismounted his cock, frowning at him. "You're supposed to warn me before you do that. A baby ain't worth no bag of weed!"Anita pulled her denim shorts on, while the cocky drug dealer simply laid back and wiped his forehead free of sweat."Whatever. You got your shit, now fuck off."His cock was still rock hard,. I didn’t know what was going on but I was having the best feeling I had had in a long time. Rog was larger and longer than Walt so that made it all the more pleasurable. With all the drink we all had it was going to be a long session but with my feeling it could go on all night as far as I was concerned. I would play along with their game and have the erotic pleasure. Walt had moved to the other side of the bed and he was watching very closely all that was going on and masturbating. It was.