I actually cried out as his balls slapped against my arse cheeks. It hurt more than I’d expected, and I could feel the sides of my hole stretched by...his girth. He really was thick, and I gasped and swore as he pulled out slowly before pushing back in, starting to fuck me steadily. It was almost too much. “Ah shit, Ah fuck, ah shit,” I began to moan, as Chris thrust in and out of me. His dick was making a crazy “Schlup, schlup, schlup,” as it penetrated my lubricated hole, and I could feel. She was not wearing panties. I noticed that she had trimmed so there was just a little patch of pubic hair above her pussy. Her outer lips looked like a clam shell that was slightly open and the clams foot was peeking out. I was half hard and about six inches. I got on my knees on the bed next to her head. Putting one hand around the base of my prick, Jill licked around the head and slurped up the little bit of pre-cum that had already appeared. Youre already as big as my husband was when he. “Please don’t,” I said, “I can’t take too much temptation in this cage.” She was on her knees in front of me with the key in seconds.“I think I’m becoming an exhibitionist,” she said. “I need an audience.”“And my cock is the audience?”“You bet.”“Shall I take yours off?”“Not yet.”She stood up again, twirling, almost dancing in front of me.“Sorry I didn’t do this before,” she said, watching my cock grow. “If I’d known I could make it do that, I might...”She stopped. “I might not have been. He heard his feet strike the ground and the sound of his breathing and of hers. He ran and lost himself in the seductive rhythm of his stride. Abruptly, pressure on his control rods broke his reverie. He came to a quick stop and looked about. He saw another rider, Cicely Westfall, on a sturdy mount. Cicely sat astride his brawny neck. Her graceful legs, ending his booted feet, boasting shining, spurs, draped over his muscular chest. Her sharp, shining spurs impressed Ethan.