I held my cock and began beating it in excitement.He slipped his finger into her juicy cunt, probed her inner wall, and let another of his fingers joi... in. Concentrating on her cunt, he let his thumb flick her clit and she wriggled her waist and pushed her ass up taking more of his fingers inside her. At the same time a spasm gripped her and she went overboard thrashing her legs as her cum began to flow in torrents.He kept up his fingers probing her cunt as her juices flowed out on to her legs.. ” A third man said, “You should take her temperature anyway.” She cried out, “No! No! I’m okay. You don’t need to do that.” She felt someone step between her legs and unsuccessfully attempted to close her legs. She continued saying, “No, please, no. You don’t need to take my temperature, I’m fine.” She heard the voice man between her legs say, “We need to be sure.” With that he placed his thermometer at the entrance to her defenseless backdoor. Using a generous amount of KY jelly, he pushed it. He was at his limit for foreplay and finally said, “Boo, you know it feels good, come on,” but that wasn’t enough for me. We’d been through too much together for me to let him get away with that. I began rubbing the cheeks of his ass, making the full mounds slippery with the oil. I took the bottle of lubricant and drizzled it all over my strapon, and began stroking it as if it were my own flesh and blood extension. I loved the look of the beautiful brown penis that was protruding from my. She squirms in my grasp.Tell me.No. Then show me. Show me what you what.I release her and step back. She sways uncertainly in her heels, lips open, lids heavy. I watch her turn and looking over her shoulder, bend seductively over a chair. She reaches back with those red nails and draws her thong down below the tops of her stockings. In one hand I hold the cock, the other I place flat against the base of her spine. As a woman, I never felt such a combination of lust and power. Spread.