“I don’t bite,” she cooed before adding, “Unless you’re into that sort of thing.” He still looked unsure and she rolled her eyes with a hu...f before taking a small step back and slipping out of her soaked bra, dropping it to the shower floor with a splat. She ran her hands over her tits and looked invitingly at him. Her eyes flicked down to his erection and widened slightly. She hadn’t realized he was so big! She got wet just thinking of the feeling of fitting him inside her. When he didn’t. Tell me you want me to fuck you slow. Tell me you can't wait anymore and you want -- need -- to come on my dick. Tell me. I want you on top of me. Please, look me in the eye as you straddle me and take my cock in your hand. I want to watch the look on your face as you rub the head of my dick up and down your slit. And once you've teased me, once neither of us can stand not being linked in this most intimate way, I want to hear your soft, sweet sigh as you slowly, deliciously lower yourself. I lost grip of the fecal filler and could not recover it. “Oh! Oh!” Laquifa gasped. “That’s enough, baby. Take it out.” A shot of worry wrinkled across my brow as I attempted to fit my fingers in between the surface of the plug and Laquifa’s stretched out sphincter muscles. I could not get a grip on the saturated ass ornament and it sank deeper into her intestinal tissue each time that I tried. I advised Laquifa of the poor prognosis. “Um, I can’t.” Laquifa. Or dutch coourage We got up and danced to a couple of tunes. The dance floor was crowded so everyone was bunched together. A young black couple was dancing practically on top of us and I began rubbing my ass against the male as there was no room to move.. As I did, he began to turn toward me and now we were dancing together and his wife and you were dancing also. Soon, a slow song came on and we wrapped our arms around each other. During the dance we moved to where we weren't side by side with.