Her smile lit up the room as I led her inside and to her chair. Kayla was fully dressed up for our evening together and looked like a pale African god...ess. At 5’11’’ bare-footed the three inch heels on her thigh high giraffe skin boots brought her up to my height. The shoulder length giraffe skin gloves, and giraffe skin corset that pushed her delectable f-cup breasts up while leaving them completely exposed completed the ensemble. Her long brown hair flowed in waves down her back, perfectly. I'd let the medium stay in there. Ye gods, if I’d gotten the large one in, I’d have passed out on camera.Plus (ugh) the next guy was the money guy. Since I already was fucking myself In the ass, sorta, I would have to do something else for the financial report. I opened my urethral sound case. A lot of people into sounding will tell you to get proper urethral sounds made from surgical-grade steel. This is definitely wise advice. However, other people involved in sounding will take that same,. ” Hearing the sound of her voice uttering those words sends a shock through her body. Use me as you wish?! Who the fuck have I become?! She can feel his hands slowly sliding down her back, across her ass, giving her another swat. She gasps at the sensation. His hand caressing her hip, she feels the head of his cock pressing against her asshole. She flinches at the surprise feeling. He doesn’t stop, slowly stretching her ass around the head of his cock, slowly sliding it deep within her.. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and kissed the back of her neck. She turned her head and our tongues met each other, playing a kind of oral kung-fu. Her pussy juices were sliding down my balls and dripping on the couch. ‘Oh, my god, Holly, you are so fucking hot. Your a natural at fucking,’ I found myself saying. ‘It’s only cause I’m with you, babe. AAAAUUUGHGH I’m coming again! Fuck me harder Tim!’ I drove my dick inside her as deep and fast as I could possibly go. Feeling her volcanic.