One hand firmly on the shaft of your... i mean MY dildo, the other rhythmically stroking from mound down to the shaft, I began rising and falling on t...at cock (which my mind was gratefully allowing me to believe was yours). I pumped constantly until the entire the entire 10" were covered with my cream; cream that has been building up (thanks to you), for months now. My senses were entirely encapsulated in the reverie, my body lurching forward and my face landing on yours, on the pillow. I could. "Hey, take it easy with us!" squealed Toppsy. "Don't worry. We aren't going to send you into orbit," said Dee Dee. "That's right. We're just raising you a few feet, so things are more convenient for us," said Tiffany. "This way, one of us can get at you from the bottom, or between your legs, and bang away from there without interfering with anybody else. We can also swap different girls in and out of there, without having to move the whole pile around." "All right, so you can get. Finally, as we stood in front of the bouncer, he gave Delilah a very scrutinizing look. As with anyone who cards her, he was trying to decide if her ID was a fake or not. Even now, at thirty years old, and a mother; my wife barely looks legal age. She's short for starters and a very petite build. Her C-cup boobs are still pretty perky and her waist is still narrow. Her pert, round ass regularly causes men to gape at her wherever she goes and her smile beams eternal youth. Compounding the young. I left town when I heard that you said you had not seen your attacker. I had no intention of injuring you. When I saw you looking at me with such great disappointment in your eyes I got angry and shoved the dildo into you. I had not lubricated it. I did not expect your pussy to be so small. The pain I saw on your face forced me to see myself for what I was, and what you really meant to me.’ There was a long silence that continued as Fiona untied Claudette then dressed. Claudette sat up in bed.