She hurriedly dressed and was out the door and down the road like a whirlwind with a heartfelt, "Thank you very much for the great fuck Charles. Sandr... was sure right about you." Charles didn't have to know that as I was seeing her out the door, she also whispered, "Thanks for letting me spank you. That was fun." He also didn't need to know that her husband was a fiction and that she was heading out to party with some girlfriends when she got back to her place and changed into her. They look incredible.”“Thanks—I'm glad you like 'em,” she said while my jaw continued to hang open as she gently massaged them.She then told me it was my turn, so I took my shirt off.“Nice, yourself...” she commented and then gave me a slightly perplexed look. “It doesn't really seem fair, though, right? I mean, it's not exactly the same thing—a woman taking off her top compared to a guy?”I really couldn't argue with her on that. “No, I suppose it's not.”“Why don't you show me your ass?”“My. An hour ago, the l-word would have threatened me. But much to my surprise, like the kiss it felt right. It didn't have to mean mushy romance or marriage or anything like that. I instantly recognized that our friendship was a kind of love. This was just the obvious next obvious step in expressing our many affections for each other.Theo looked up, staring into my eyes as my cock disappeared between his juicy lips, my pubes briefly forming a moustache on his upper lip at the bottom of each. She widens my cunt with her fingers and hand. Spreading the lips out more. To my surprise she takes the strap-on and straps it onto her frame, slim and perky breasts with hardened nipples that could do the job them self of making me cum. She looks cute wearing the strap on, very exciting to know how she is going move and thrust the cyber skin dildo into my already hot wet pulsating vagina. I yearn for her to make our flesh stick with hot desirable juices of cum onto each other’s bodies.She.