Pete smiled at him and then leaned in and kissed him. Rick was stunned. This was no peck this was a real passionate kiss. Rick returned the kiss their...tongues entwined. Pete’s hands were stroking his legs. Rick’s cock was hard. Without speaking Pete took him by the hand and walked Rick upstairs. He opened a bedroom door and pointed at a closet. Mel left lots of her things try them on and the come and show me. Rick spent the next few minutes looking at some of the sexy undies and clothes Mel had. So I started fucking the bottle, up and down, in and out, I was in complete control of how far it penetrated into my cunt. With guys, they are always pumping, too, trying to get farther in. It's hard to keep a rhythm with two people wanting to move at different speeds. But the bottle was just my slave. I push down, he goes in. I pull up, he comes out. Slippery, slippery. I need to touch my clit so I can come. I reach one hand under my skirt and find my button, which is on fire. I can feel the. I laid the sheet back over the painting.I turned back to the mirror again. Victor certainly isn’t bad looking. Hecould totally be cuter if he took better care of himself. He’s certainlynot my type though.In his fridge was a case of beer, a case of soda and some packages oflunch meats. "Typical guy" I said to myself.My phone started ringing. Is it Victor again? Oh wait - it’s Tyler. Icouldn’t answer the phone with Victor’s deep voice, so I didn’t pick itup.Seconds later I saw a text message from. "Yeah, that's it, Jake! Fuck me harder! I'm almost there! Fuck me soooo haaard!" the teenager whimpered.The German Shepherd fucked the girl faster and harder now. His prick slid in and out of Babs' pussy-hole with violence."I love it! I love it! More! More! Keep fucking me hard!"As the randy animal continued to fuck her hard, just the way she loved it, Babs clasped his prick-meat with her strong pussy-muscles, holding it tightly against her tensed cunt-walls.The dog was fucking his mistress.