He is bent over still, thrusting every inch into my throat. I can feel him thicken inside me, and I know he is close. His breathing begins to get hea...ier, he moves faster. My moans filled the air, the vibrations shake him to the core. I know the vibrations are what force his fingers to move faster on my tender aching clit. I cry out deeply allowing his cock to move further into my throat, I begin to orgasm hard. I reach up behind me as I grip my fingertips into his arms. He forces me to come. She walked to him and he repositioned the I pad so that I could see their faces. She gave him a gentle kiss."A proper kiss, like we do now!" Brian said with authority."If you turn the I pad on its end, I can see her tits while you kiss," I shouted.Brian turned the I pad as directed and she leaned forward again to kiss him, this time though, it was a long, tongue tasting kiss! I saw his hand come up and caress her right breast, they broke from their kiss and Amanda advised him that I could see. Slowly she dragged the arrow over to the close button. She would have closed it but something caught her eye.Poking out of the wrapping was a patch of pale-blue rubber material, but more solid and round. Sue had never seen a dildo before so she was oblivious as to what she was looking at. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she clicked the little bow and in second another page came up.On it there where pictures of beautiful men with these giant pieces of flesh coming out of their crotches.. I feel asleep every night shaking and crying like that bastard over there. I don't feel sorry for him. He knows that his hell is only going to last thirty-five years. I had to accept that my hell was never going to end." You had given up hope?" asked one of the women surprised by the admission."I didn't give up anything. It was beaten out of me," the man snarled. He had the scars on his back to prove his claim. His comment was greeted with lots of knowing nods and supporting statements from.