This cockring has a piece that hung off of it that was a butt plug too. She eased the plug into my ass while the cockring made my mushroom head grow e...en more. She sucked me more and then grabbed a second toy. This one was a prostate massager. About six inches long with high ridges and curved to enter me and go up. She worked it in and I was full from two toys pressing on the base of my cock through my ass. My dick was forced to groweven more from the force on my prostate. She started working. We select a rendezvous site for, that evening, usually a plaza or theater parking lot. At home Laura dresses for the kind of event she’s supposed to be going to: cocktail party, formal banquet, thea-ter or dinner dance. She drives to the lot and foolishly parks in a dark and remote comer where I am lurking in the shad-ows, unseen. She locks her car but before she can take a step, I am upon her, warning her to silence and forcing her into my car. I manacle her wrists, strap her into the seat and. I suck the head of your cock, curling my tongue around it, making you moan with pleasure. My tongue swirls gently to your balls where I savor them taking each one at a time in my mouth and oh so gently suck sending shivers down your spine. You are nearly maddened by the lust you are feeling and begin to suck my clit and lap at my cunt juices. I can feel your breath as you smell the aroma of my hot box. Your fingers are hard at work in my tunnel when I feel you thrust your thumb into my tiny. It felt exquisite. All that time going braless has helped my breasts develop muscle support, so they were standing up well against my chest. He worked his way down my tummy and to my crotch. The paint felt like liquid silk against my skin. I had a heightened awareness of touch, and the brush was stroking all my nerve endings. As he brought the brush up to my pussy, I had a sudden fear. What if I had an orgasm from the touch of the delicate bristles against my pussy lips? That would be.