”His boots came off, his jeans dropped to the floor.Again, I nodded my head.“How’s your pussy? You wet?”From behind, his fingers slid right in...o me. I moaned like a wounded animal. The fit was tight because of the plug but he slowly worked his way around inside me and my need to orgasm came to roiling boil. Sensing it, I’m sure, he took his hand from me and slapped my breasts. Just hard enough for the pain to distract me from where I wanted that pleasure to take me. But then the sting on my. Pinching each other's nipples and rubbing our growing bulges in our jeans. I decided to take the bull by its horny and start to unzip his pants. I'm ready to see what he's packing. I pull down his Wranglers and to my amazement, fell out this rock hard beer can cock. No joke, he might have been around 5 or 6 inches, but definitely had the girth of a Budweiser can. We joke about it to this day that instead of his nickname being "Bear", between us, it's "Beer Can."So, I start going down on him. I. After a few minutes I couldn’t hear anything so I went into our spare room. Now because we’re very sexually active in all forms of sex we’d had some cameras put in downstairs and in our bedroom so we can watch stuff back. I went in the spare room where all the recordings are made and switched on the downstairs cameras.Donna had the plumber cornered in the conservatory, they were talking and she had her arm d****d across his shoulders, she took him by the hand and sat on the settee, as he sat. The girlish figure tried to smile, and offered reassurance of wellbeing, but the doctor said gravely "These operations are not withouttheir consequences, young lady. You may find your friend somewhatchanged in future."In two days the physician would make his regularly scheduled rounds atthe home, and would be at liberty to explain in more detail. Now he hiedback up over the wall, and the two friends disposed of their ladder, andthen embraced."Oh Dick! I began to worry." I missed you, Dot. No.