The angle was a bit awkward at first and Chase had to give out one or two cries of pain in order to get a good angle but before long Faith was meeting...his hips with hers and his cock was sliding into her over and over, their bodies meeting in the most intimate way. Faith could feel every inch fill her as her pussy became wetter and hungrier than she could ever remember it being. The two of them felt so right with each other, so satisfied, and yet, never stopping their hunger, wanting more.Faith. Ferra had done that once. I used to wish we could do it sometime, she and I. Instead I was clopping away down the street in my boot heels, wearing the black leggings, the pleated, pink and purple skirt, and a matching corset hugged my breast forms to my chest with a dress shirt buttoned over it. It was one of my most commonly requested outfits from my videos, something of a trademark. Soon, I found myself on a pretty ordinary sidewalk. The first person I saw was a large bearded man in a double. Babs said she understood we were into some BDSM and as this weekend work was her partners she was Sam`s for two days and would like to join in with us if no-one had objections, no-one had. Eve said she had a wish to try out Pedro this weekend as it was something new to her. We told her she was as welcome as the day. She then told us of the first time Trevor her son had sat her on the ant nest and went into graphic detail. Bab`s eyes enlarged as the tale unfolded. Eve said that she had done. He stopped rubbing her, stepped away and went back to the cabinet. It wasn't long before he returned. Pixie felt something go over and around her clit. Even the slightest touch made her feel close to the orgasm that couldn’t come. Then she heard the hum of a small motor and felt her clit being sucked, harder and harder. Pixie realized it was a pump similar to a breast pump. It didn't take long for it to feel as though her clit was going to burst. A small moan escaped her lips. She stopped.