She was drenched. Her clean-shaved pussy glistened in the cam as her hips twitched from the vibration. She looked into the camera and moaned as she tu...ned the base setting of her OhmiBod up a notch.I pinged her, and she gasped as she fucked herself with the OhmiBod. Aadhya got into a doggy pose with her ass to the cam. She spread her legs wide as she sighed loudly. She dropped her face onto her pillow and moaned as I pinged her again. Her hips twitched wildly as I did so.Aadhya: Oh fuck yea!. Sorry, maam. The cheesiness of my response made me cringe inside, as if I were some Mounty who had just disappointed his damsel in a Canadian soap opera. Apparently the moment was not lost on Jennifer either, as she fell deeper into her role. Shut up and close your eyes! Dont say anything else unless I tell you to, got it? In a moment of crystal clarity, I only nodded. Finally. She exclaimed as if tortured by some persistent annoyance that had at last subsided. You do get it. My wifes. When the girl returned from the bathroom, we sat down at my kitchen table and had some toast and coffee, while it was Karissa’s turn to go, freshening herself and doing the things girls do in the morning. I didn’t speak much at breakfast, as our friend turned out to be still embarrassed and really quite boring as a conversationalist. I smiled, as Karissa returned and joined us, standing by the table for a moment, then suddenly dropping to her knees and crawling under it. “What’s she doing?” the. "Fuuuckowwww!" she squealed. I led her to the bed and pushed her face in to the mattress. “Spread your whore cunt,” I growled and kicked her legs apart. “Fuuuuck,” Heather softly moaned. If any of what she was feeling was shame, she didn’t recognize it. The filthy words almost made her cum. She reached around with both hands and spread her whore cunt. I ran my fingertips over her slit, “You’re fucking soaked, whore,” I calmly stated and slid two fingers deep inside her. “Ohhhhhhyeeees!” she.