My own cock had grown to its six and a half inch maximum aching at the sight of the cock near me, I felt unable to help myself as I reached over to ta...e that uncut scepter in my fingers. Satin soft, firm muscle warm to the touch I almost groaned as my fingers wrapped around the shaft, Richard did as I slowly ran my had up and down.I was breaking my own rules, don't play in your own back yard but realistically it wasn't my back yard anymore I was just a visitor. I continued slowly stroking his. It was her Gee-Gee, she was so young and full of life. Her fingers ran over the glass, taking in the woman in the photo. It was an old photo, her grandmother in her early twenties. She could also see a young man in the background. He was a handsome fellow. Someone she assumed worked on the plantation back then. Makayla tried to smile, to wipe away the tears but the fact that she had missed that woman so much and had lost so much time ate at her. ‘I’ll never forget you,’ Mak whispered as she. In the process of doing so, she focused on controlling her bodys reactions and forgot to continue the whipping. He slammed into her and held himself deep. His free hand dropped to her clit and flicked it once. She cried out and shuddered, and when he did it again, she almost fell to her knees with the power of her orgasm. He held her up, though, her juices dripping down her thighs and his. She had only gotten to twenty-two strokes before not only stopping but also cumming. He pulled out of her. But even with my dormant lesbian tendencies, there was no way I could have fancied Barbara, not normally that is. Now though, with my sex hormones at sky high levels and raging through my system, any form of sex was better than none. As long as I could achieve a decent, desperately needed orgasm, the method was not important. My need for another orgasm was getting more urgent by the second. Barbara said, "I can't do that Ian, I'm not interested in women that way." She looked at me.