Finally, I felt my scrotum slap against her perineum. At that moment, my brain went into neutral, and raw animal instinct took over. I began trying to...thrust my entire body into that wonderful, mysterious well of life. ‘Oh, God that feels good!’ It might have been five minutes later when I thought I felt Sandra’s second spasm. Her clasping tunnel fluttered, and her legs began to tremble. She gave a long sigh. I could hold back no longer. I felt as if I were being drawn inside out, my seed. Kara was bent over another table, pressed face-first into the tablecloth, the snowy-while linen around her dappled with the drips of saliva escaping around the bright yellow gag strapped firmly in her grinning mouth–which only partially muffled her strident, almost feral keens of frenzied rapture as the table rocked in time to a shared urge, her arms splayed in front of her, thin hands bunched into white knuckled, cloth filled fists before her, her long raven hair carelessly flung in an. .. Moi c'est pareil : quand je pense que des hommes m'imaginent en train de porter des strings ou des culottes, que mes petites parties intimes frottent le tissu, et attendent avec impatience que la poste vienne leur livrer ce trésor, et disposent ensuite d'une partie de moi qu'ils peuvent utiliser à souhait ... ça me rend littéralement dingue. Rien que de l'écrire , je sens mon sexe s'humidifier, et j'ai terriblement envie de me le caresser. Plus vous en voulez et plus cela m'excite. C'est une. And I like to piss him off. I like it when he fucks me really rough” – she said honestlyJames couldn’t believe this. “How old is she?” he thought… and why am I so horny. “So I told you this... now why don’t you tell who is the girl…?” – She asked“The girl?” – He answered“Or is it the guy? You were jerking off when I got here” – she saidJames didn’t answer“Oh come on don’t be shy... I told you who I fucked … it’s your turn” – she ordered“It’s Rachel”“Rachel Harris? Fuck she’s hot…. You and her.