...........Each stroke of her leather boots, running along my hard prick, I groaned each time with relief written all over my face that she had finall... rubbed them on my cock, I could feel my cum building, " slow down, I want to milk you dry " as she lowered her boots my face visibly dropped in anguish.Walking around to her desk she pulled a drawer open, pulling a pair of gloves out she slowly eased them over her svelte like hands, teasing them over her fingers, her hand pushed me forward. Reaching to the middle of her thigh gap, she pressed against the latex right on her pubic bone. She began to rub against her and the black haired girl began to squirm against the restraints as she tried to rub herself against her captors hand.As I watched the screen, Amy and Steph continued to massage me… the hands trailing down from my shoulders to my sides and lower back, the hands shifting slowly from my feet to my calves and then my upper thighs.The red head reached over to a small table. ”She took off her rubber cock and tossed it aside. She put her right leg between my thighs and pulled me close. Her thighs gripped the top of my right leg. I felt her hot, damp pussy pressing hard against my leg. She started moving her hips, rubbing her pussy on my leg and grinding her clit against my pelvis. I started to do likewise. Clutched tightly together and moving in sync, we moaned as one.Homophobes have a “lock and key” theory about how vaginas are designed for penises. But, after I. She felt her heart and cunt throb at the same time."Hurry up!" she heard Chet whisper loudly from the kitchen doorway.Anna inhaled sharply and pretended to be straightening up the living room as she worked her way closer and closer to Kip Golden. The boy pretended to be ignoring her. But Anna saw that he was eyeing her tits as they swayed and bounced together under her loose-fitting cotton blouse. Anna spotted an empty pretzel bowl next to the commander's son. What a perfect opportunity to get.