"I was more worried about trying to explain it to him. Yes, Gilligan, I know I don't have clothes on. Yes, Gilligan, I know I don't have a pee-pee. Gi...ls aren't built that way..."Mary Ann giggled. Ginger gratefully laughed back. Mary Ann, satisfied that Ginger had been punished and humiliated, opened the door. The two women gazed at each other for a moment that was in danger of going on too long."I could never stay mad at you," whispered Mary Ann. Rather than breaking the tension, it increased. All this time she writhed and breathed whilst her legs shook and spasmed. The sensations rippling through her lower regions were so intense she was sure they could be seen as waves pulsing thought her body. He carried on and on, not relenting but trying harder to get deeper into her body with his tongue. Her breathing was struggling now and she thrashed around on his bed pleading over and over, "don't stop, don't stop!" between the gulps of air her body needed to fuel the cells that were. It felt unnaturally nice.God, I was wet, where did all that come from? Should I be showing how I feel, what this is doing to me?I couldn't help but squeeze. Just a tiny amount, to get some pressure inside me.And the machine knew.The heat rushed out of me as the force of the foam suddenly became violent. Rushing up inside me, powering its way into me, both front and back. My muscles were flexing against something solid now, not the watery sensation there had been just moments before.I could. In one fluid motion she had removed her hand and completely impaled his dick into her pussy again… “Jesus Christ, Aria,” he moaned out as she started to move up and down. Pretty soon, she started moving faster and harder, bouncing and rocking her hips on his cock with everything she had. Oliver grasped her hips even tighter, as she slid him deep into her, harder and harder. By now their moans didn’t even have words, they were just breathless gasps and sounds since they were both too distracted.