Massaging... gently..... squeezing my vagina tightly.and twirling..rubbing.......rubbing rubbing...rubbing.biting me hard on my vagina.kissing me with...hot wet lips around my vagina licking my vagina softly.tenderly..with hot wicked kisses. ‘Open.’I heard.as she deepthroated my deeper....harder....and she kissed my wet curves,deep. ‘Your beautifully delicious..’ suckling me vagina softly..stroking my nipple and vagina circling me with her toungue.and fingers.. tugging..tugging..twirling. He pulled at her pussy, spreading her bald lips, you could clearly see her wetness. He rubbed her slit a few times and then then picked up a large dildo from the bed. This one was bigger than the one in the earlier film, and I must admit, made me raise my eyebrows when I saw the size and girth. It must have been about 10” and he couldn’t get his hand all the way around it. He rubbed it against her cunt and then proceeded to push the tip against her opening, as the end slid into her, she spread. Especially when she treated him to views of her pale, white body, the body he remembered stroking and tasting so well.It was frustrating.And that frustration played a key role in what would eventually transpire, one night, when Bob walked into the control room to work his next eight hour shift. He was relieving Steve Campinelli, who had just worked the four to midnight shift. There was nothing to suggest that this shift would be particularly difficult. The job sheet had six missions on it, but. "Now!" when I just stood there staring.I took off my white leotard and leggings and laid down on the floor mat that was in the room. I was curious as to what she was up to. My eyes followed Lolita around the room and she came back with massage oil in a bottle. She poured some on her hands and then bent down and began to massage my thighs. Her gentle touch made me feel at ease so I closed my eyes. I gasped when I felt her hands going up and up nearing to my hot, wet pussy. I just breathed.