After a little time and effort he was in. I stopped riding the guy below and they both took to thrusting themselves into me. I could feel my hole bein... stretched in ways it had never been stretched before.I thought this was as good a feeling as it gets until they started pumping into me alternately, and not at once.What an amazing feeling. Not only was the friction against my hole and insides constant, but because they weren't in rhythm they were actually stretching me open even more.I rarely. Its as simple as that!” she held out two short blue ropes and waited. The inference was obvious. He was quick about adding the ropes kissing her, then leading her to the table end. The height was just perfect, the table edge just at her sex height. She bent herself forward, spreading her arms and waiting patiently for him to secure the rope tails. He then lifted the gown almost reverentially, wondering at this opportunity, marvelling at her willpower. She looked to him perfection. Oh, she was. She had discovered something even more bottomless, more infinite. And she was hungry for more, determined to prove to Finn that what she’d found wasn’t some statistical anomaly. ‘I’m going deeper.’ She stood, turning toward the drill, leaving him to bag and tag the latest core, but Finn caught her arm, shaking his head. ‘It’s enough.’ He nodded toward the sled. ‘Let’s pack up and get back to base. It’s freezing, it’s midnight and you’re sick.’ ‘I’m not sick.’ Looking longingly at the drill, she. I know how you affect me, and I know how I affect you too. You get hard for me. You're probably hard right now. And that makes me feel good. It just made me feel slutty when David was like that, panting after me, telling me to get naked, talking about all the things he wanted me to do to him. But with you it's different. It feels sweet, and warm and happy. It makes me horny." What Dilly is doing is what makes you horny," I said."Yes," she admitted, this time without all the remorse. "But now I.