I stroked your cheek gently, touched your lips - they were so soft, I had to kiss you - chastely, softly, on your lips - you parted your lips, licked ...hem quickly then you kissed me back, harder, your tongue pushed itself into my mouth, hard, hot, probing. My hands started exploring your body - teasing you, touching your breasts, twisting your nipples, pinching them. They were firm - hard little protrusions on your beautifully shaped, delicious little mounds. You willingly surrendered. Just as I was starting to think that I couldn’t takeany more, that I was physically spent, it disengaged.Clockwork humming inside, it lifted its head from myquivering pussy and slid up my body until its polymerlips were pressed against mine in a parody of a kiss.I could tasty my own salty, tangy juice on the thing’ssquishy artificial flesh. Its breasts were squashed upagainst mine. “Oh Simon, you big stud,” it whispered, and slid onemechanical hand between my thighs.. My tongue gliding along the soft skin, feeling every vein and tasting his precum. "What has gotten into you tonight?" he asks. I crawl up his body, kissing him deeply, our tongues almost fighting in his mouth. "Just need my husband, do you want me stop?" "Hell no!" he says. He reaches down and guides his cock to my pussy. It slips in easily. "Fuck you are so wet Kathy!" I close my eyes and images of DeSean immediately pop into my mind. He is spotting me doing squats and every time I stand up I. He looked at me and grinned and told me that she had told him everything and he wanted to know what I thought about fucking this little girl. I was freaked out by this point and couldn't think of what to say at all. I stuttered a few times and that's when he told me that he knew his little girl was a slut and that he knew that she loved fucking older men.I started to get up but he told me to just sit back and enjoy and that everything was cool with him. His daughter then sat beside me and.