I especially loved how my lips folded over the indentation in the wood once the oval shape had filled me. My labia became an elastic band that spread ...o accommodate a foreign object and then closed over it, enclosing the mass inside. The feeling of my pink lips shutting it inside was a feeling I would never tire of feeling. I always loved how my wet core slathered the egg-shaped smooth piece of polished wood inside my pink hole. It always allowed me to move my body over it in rhythmic motions. During the last part of the very prolonged spanking, Gwen had been opening and closing her legs and she had been as close to an orgasm as it was possible to be without actually climaxing. Alan was now gently stroking her glowing buttocks and also letting a finger venture into her arse crack and, having gone over her anus, her cunt."You took that very well Gwen, would you like to get up?" he asked softly.She did not speak but slowly got off Alan's lap and with her face nearly as red as her arse. " He slid his fingers inthrough the leg hole of my panties, to tickle my pussy-lips and bum-hole. "My god babe, I drank a bit too much last night, got a bit of a hang-over. There's only one cure for a hang-over for me sweetheart and it'semptying my balls into my pretty little wife." He leaned up, stretchingmy panties back with one hand, he applied plenty of lube on me with theother. "Now kneel up properly, turn round, I wanna see you wriggle outof your panties, all girly."I did so, my hands up. Instead he was careful, and that trace of care in this ragged outlaw' heart, made her even more wet for him.Suddenly he did something with his fingers that sent an intense pleasure through her body, first making her tremble then clutching onto his head, her core muscles tensing and her upper body rising up from the pillows once more. She pulled on his head, her hands running through his wet brown hair, and buried it between her breasts. His fingers were bent inside her, pressing against the.