. I was so relaxed that I could really let myself get turned on, and before long, my panties were soaked through.Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke. So rh...thmic. So consistent. So relaxing. Up and down, and up and down ... It was so sexy, watching my brother stroke his cock. By sexy I obviously mean relaxing, but the two were quickly becoming one and the same. When I was relaxed, I was horny. Being relaxed was sexy. My brother’s cock relaxed me, ergo ... my brother’s cock was sexy.Pump, pump,. The nun fell back on her elbows, bumping into her computer monitor. She arched her head back. Her veil fell off as she cried out her pleasure. She bucked and trembled through her bliss, lost to the pleasure of her orgasm.I loved it when my women came.“Sahib!” gasped the Si'lat. “Oh, yes, yes! Sahib, I made her cum! I obeyed you!”Her asshole exploded around my cock. Her flesh writhed and spasmed. I savored every moment of her bowels convulsing around me. Sucking at me. I buried to the hilt in. . yes, of course, that would be nice” I said, suddenly my life was changing, he wanted to buy me a nice dress, obviously to show me off to his group of social gatherers, the shopping trip took a turn for the better, we were into some very posh gown shops, trying them on, Julia couldn’t resist the temptation to try a few on, the assistants were round us like bees round a honey pot, they could obviously smell a good sale brewing, I looked at a black beaded full length gown, low fronted, no back,. ” Setting the guitar down Jo opened her robe and swept it behind her to expose her nakedness fully to me and parting my knees with her left leg she moved as close as she could to my throbbing cock and pulled me as close to the edge of the arm as possible without me sliding off. “Would you mind pretending that my pussy is a guitar and play it for me? I have fantasized about your fingers for a week now and I think we can make some music together tonight.” Not having much experience with playing.