It was the first time I saw him without a shirt, and did he excite me even more. His chest was full of silver hair that ran all the way down his stoma...h and disappeared into his shorts. I was kneeling down pulling weeds when I looked up and noticed something really nice swinging under his shorts.The husband, Steve started up a conversation as I stood up. Steve put a hand on my shoulder and told me he needed some help inside his house. I followed him inside, and as soon as the door closed, Steve. Just a little closer. ..to between my legs..So then he finally puts it right on my clit..really fast, flitting over it like a butterfly, for only a minute.I think “Wait, don’t take it off. FUUUUCKKKKK.” Then he moves it back to the thighs, lightly brushing, teasing the skin with the vibrations..all that does is remind my pussy how good those vibrations felt on it, making me ache...and he asks me again. "Have you been a good girl today?" "Yes." "Wrong answer,” he chastises me. “You did not. The pleasure rushed down my shaft to my cunt. “I wanted to fuck a futa!”“Well, you are!” I said, grinning at her. I thrust my cock deep and hard into her pussy. “Enjoy!”“No, no, I do the fucking and... and...” Her eyes widened. A throaty groan rose in her throat.“Yeah, that's a girl's dick in you,” I purred. “You can still be a lesbian and enjoy it. Mmm, just a big, fat clit fucking your cunt. Nothing wrong with that.”She shuddered and bucked beneath me. I kept her arms pinned over her head as. He looked behind him, and there was a chair looking kind of thing hanging from the ceiling. “I’m going to show you our most bought toys and see what you think of them. Okay?” he asked. I nodded. “Pick which one you would like to be in today.” Caleb motioned towards a few things hanging from the ceiling. I looked at all of them, and chose the white rope-chair. “That one looks interesting.” I admitted. Caleb smiled. “I’m going to ask you to remove all of your clothes except your bra and underwear.