“Did it bother you when I fingered your ass?”Shaking his head, Paul smiled and said, “No, I like it. I’ve fingered myself when I jacked off.�...�“Have you ever used anything in your butt?”“No, just my fingers. I can take two of my fingers if I’m turned on. I use lube, so it doesn’t hurt.” Paul grinned. “Have you ever done it, you know, played with your ass?”Sandy nodded and said, “Yeah, I fingered my butt a few times. I wanted to try it with my dildo, but haven’t done it yet.” She fondled. “Hmm ... hold that thought, tiger; I want some of this cock first,” she purred, rising up and pushing him to his back.Straddling his hips, she reached down and grasped him, dragging the head through her slit and mixing his precum with her honey, she slotted him in place. Doug lifted his head and watched with fascination as she sat back, a look of concentration on her face, and began to feed his cock, inch by glorious inch, into her hot pussy. She was biting her lip; her eyes half closed, and. Vyagar said that the more hidden and complex functions, in an often underutilized area of the human mind, centered around projecting the current emotions and desires of an individual in a complex electrical pattern formed what some theorists referred to as an aura. When properly linked, other areas of the brain caused increases of pheromone production in the wide variety of glands responsible for producing them. The pheromones seemed to be a chemical based messaging system for conducting. ‘You’re like a bitch on heat,’ replied Jack in a low voice, ‘I should have fucked you before we went out.’ ‘Mmm, I’m your bitch on heat. ‘ whispered Fay squeezing Jack’s semi-hard cock again. Fay was wearing a very light summer dress with a cream and red rose print, it was cotton and flimsy to suit the balmy June evening. Her dress covered her legs to mid-thigh and it was obvious to Jack or anyone else that she was not wearing a bra. Fay was also bare-legged and now Jack had to contend with the.