Then she heard Fluff’s own voice, slightly high-pitched and much more shrill, gasping out in pants of pleasure, accompanied by a steady rhythmic thu...p of the bed frame against the wall. There was also the distinct noise of one of Amna’s more cacophonous and unpleasant records played at a rather louder volume than her niece usually inflicted on her aunt. The sounds went on and on, making it very difficult for Salim to concentrate on the talk show conversation. Reluctantly she raised the volume. .oh damn I love this...fuck my ass baby....oh god yes...suck me.....take it Mac. Oh fuck you suck dick so goddamn good." I feel the dick fucking me as I squeeze down on it each time I spew and I have to wonder if a real cock would feel even better up my tight manhole. I feel like I've undermined my manhood I enjoyed being assfucked so much. I deny it to myself but a part of me knows I'd love to have a real dick pumping me full of hot ball juice as my dick is sucked so vehemently by my young. I came back into to room and walked up to the table. I laid a hand upon his broad chest,letting him feel my presence. I walked around the table, keeping in constant contact with his body. I climbed up on the table with him. Straddling his bare waist and hips. I leaned over his chest, my long silky locks cascading down to fall upon his chest. I swayed back and forth, gliding my hair across and up and down his chest. Resting between his thighs. I licked his hip bones, watching him squirm. Then. "We took her advice and Aunty Bev tightened my corset laces to the sametension as Miss Stern had applied. I realised that despite the corset'stightness, the slippery interplay betwixt the satin lining of the corsetand my silky underwear made for some sensuous sensation despite therestriction to my movement."Mm-mm," I sighed as I took short delicate breaths. "This is a bitbetter." Is it really?" asked Janice."You just wait and see," I replied. "Come on, let's do your laces," Igasped. Janice.