Amy could only hold on for dear life as her depraved sister continued to smack her legs up against her shuddering bottom. Amy’s attention was divert...d when she looked up at the video just in time to see something that was incredibly amazing to her: the strap-on girl was now fucking her lover in the ass with her toy. “Oh, Emma, look at them! That’s not even possible, what they are doing!” Amy remarked. “Look! You can tell it’s not real!” she added.Emma said nothing, as she continued to attack. "Kiss you," I teasingly reply, knowing what answer he is looking for but holding out. "And?" he says, continuing our game. "Rub you," I say as I slide my hand down over my mound and rub my thighs. My hand reaches out of view to pick up my toy. "Mmm…and what else, baby?" he says as he pulls down his boxer briefs, showing off his rock hard cock. I bat my eyelashes shyly and say, in my best sexy voice, "Suck your cock, of course." I then stare into the camera again, locking eyes with my boyfriend,. I agree.The contract has been sealed.Ren watched the sun lower itself behind the horizon, dragging the remaining rays of daylight down with it. Streetlights took up the duty of illuminating the roads and footpaths of his hometown. Whenever he saw people walking those streets, it was always in groups of two or more, but never alone.If you were alone, you were vulnerable. Everyone learned that from him.If one were to visit this town a few years ago and mention the name “Ren Amamiya” to any of the. The next morning I woke early to catch my ride to the airport. The trip to Vegas was uneventful. I arrived at my hotel and got registered for my conference. I spent the rest of the day preparing for the meetings I would endure over the next few days. Of course, being in Vegas seeing all the young women parading about in provocative attire did little to mitigate my libido.Later that evening I was relaxing in my room, debating on paying some stupid amount for some porn to relieve that stress..