I watched as his expression became once again euphoric as I filled his man-pussy with my girl-cock. I began to fuck him gently.His ankles now rested o... my shoulders as I eased in and out and in and out... I grasped my breasts with both hands and squeezed them. I pulled hard on my nipples as I fucked him. I watched as my cock went into him deeply and pulled so far back out. I watched my long strokes, in and out and in and out... Now, even without the vibrating bullet, I could feel my orgasm. “You’re perfect. I was imagining the same scenario. What color are your eyes?”Isabella smiled as a thought popped up in her deviant mind. “Would you like to see them yourself via Skype?”“God, I would,” he quickly said. “Do you have an iPhone? We could FaceTime.”“Yes, I do. That sounds good.” Isabella stopped touching herself as excitement thrummed in her body. “I’ll hang up and you can video call me, okay?”“See you soon, beautiful.”Adrenaline surged through Isabella at the thought of seeing his. "Hey Mom, can we talk about how Lisa was trying to see me naked this morning?"Lisa very nearly spat her kale juice clear across the table as she spluttered, Homer continued eating oblivious to everything except the Springfield Shopper's funny pages and Marge frowned at Bart and grumbled. "Lisa was not trying to see you naked Bart. I asked her to tell you breakfast was ready."Lisa swallowed hard and replied. "Yeah dork-breath, like anyone would ever want to see you naked anyway."Bart smiled to. His choice. I was his plaything to do with as he pleased. He even told me sometimes that I was the best sex toy he could even imagine. That always filled me with a sense of pride, and usually made my pussy tingle a little.Not every morning was as good, of course. If we had had a long night, or when either of us had a cold, there was always still the matter of how I would start my day. Though he never failed to wake me up, on those days he was kinder - often just starting my day fingering my.