The rubber rings seemed to scrape the walls fo my vagina with each in – out movement. My juices had no escape from these piston rings. With each ‘...n’ movement I could feel my deep end getting bloated and then as he moved out the entrapped liquid would escape ready for the next plunge. This was something I had never imagined would ever happen to me . Jeet was an ingenious rascal. He had planned all this and had come prepared. My body was totally in a state of shock for few minutes trying to. Jenny was out in no time, and she stood in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around her and a towel on her head, a very sexy look for her. She made small talk as she put some lotion on her face. Then she turned to me and adjusted her towel giving me a full frontal view of her naked body. My cock went to full on hard on mode. "Opps! sorry about that. I am used to my husband watching me. Hope I did not scare you too bad." Jenny said with a laugh. "No, Jenny, you look great." I replied. So. Thank you for being my inspiration and for giving me the confidence to try something like this. ** * * * * * ‘Lady Martin…’ Her mind barely registered the words, lost in a fantasy world of adventure and dashing heroes, as she tried desperately to forget, if just for a moment, her own unpleasant predicament. She dreamed of the infamous ‘Gentleman Highwayman’, who was the talk of all the young ladies in town. The newspapers were filled with tales of his daring escapades, how he stole the riches. She opened her mouth, offering it to him and Justin thrust his tongue in. Isis smiled into the kiss and pulled Justin’s hands to her breasts. They were big, flowing over his hand, and Justin could feel the hard nipples beneath Isis’ coverlet. Isis decided against the coverlet and pulled it off with a fluid motion and she sat on Justin’s lap, giving him access to her breasts while she reached down and stroked Justin’s cock. Justin was already almost bursting. There was a beautiful woman sitting.