It took me some effort to push the plug out of my asshole, and I let it drop on the floor.“Does the plug have a name?” she asked me.“No, I haven...��t taught them to think of their butt plugs as lovers,” my mom said.Ann scoffed again like that should have happened. “You will spend a lot of time with this plug. You need to learn to feel bad when you drop him on the floor. You need to kiss him at night and crave the feeling of him. He is not an object. YOU are an object. You are my toy and plaything. For a few seconds he was panting for breath, and was just staring at him in amazement There we go, that wasnt so hard was it! I gave him my cutest smile, and he showed me his gleaming white teeth too. Just when he least expected it, he felt another glorious crack from my whip. And I whipped him harder, and harder over and over again, and he felt he could express his joy now, screaming in joy. Never thought this would be possible from suck a posh jock like him. Eventually, I couldnt bear his. I stood up next and she pulled me close to her side. Kathy said, "Where are those waters?" John turned to retrieve them, his shorts still at his knees. By the time he turned back around, a water glass in each of his hands, Kathy had removed her towel. She tossed the towel to the floor and stepped up pressing against John for a very tight hug. Her strapon pressed against his chastity cage first and then with a slight thrust of her hips, it slide between his legs. "It's only fair you get to see. .squirting. You were grunting and moaning, giving me all you had. My hand stroked you slowly as your first wave subsided, still shaking. You laid down on your back, the vibe was still in your ass humming. I stood above you over your face. You looked up and saw my wet pussy over your face. You were watching every move I made. I bent over and took the bowl of fruit I had brought in with me earlier. Still straddling over your face, you watched as I slowly slid a grape into my hot wet pussy, then.