Through the fabric of Steve's pants Fran could feel the hardness of hiscock against her face. That turned her on. And she wanted to fish thatcock ou... from behind those pants and wrap her lips upon it."Oh my!" said Steve with feigned surprise. "She's a hungry one. WhyI'll bet she wants to such on my cock right here and now!"Before she could reply, the gray suited man had found Fran's butt plug. Being one of the polished metal with a large blue glass "jewel" set inits end, the plug was hard to. Even with the lubricant which Mark applied all over his cock before entering me. He gripped my hips and pumped his cock in and out of my asshole. It was more intense than I thought it would be. Talk about a turnon! I found myself screaming like a woman possessed as Mark slammed his cock into my shit hole. It hurt, but also felt kind of good. I screamed and begged him for more. Mark roared as he buried his dick into my asshole. I could tell he loved it. Good. If this bisexual black man had a. .. dildos... uh... wow... you don't have to do that, but... but it sure feels great..." "Do you want me to stop?" "Uh... no. NO! Please don't. Would you like me to...?" and I held up a cucumber. "Yes! Please do." And she turned loose of me just long enough to raise her dress up around her waist and lower her panties. I carefully pressed the oiled veggie against her wispy fuzzy pussy and it slipped easily inside her vagina. She gasped and returned her hand to my cock. I drizzled some oil on. The former almost got to him. His train of thought paused as if some battle raged just under the surface of his consciousness.I enjoy what I'm doing to her. I have accepted that. I am ready to move on.Jason could see both the truth and the lie to those thoughts, but he was unable to distinguish between the two. Before he could sort through them, Cindy's lips slid down his cock, and the debate no longer mattered. All that mattered was warm lips, a skilled tongue, and a sexy, compliant girl.Debby.