He applied lube on the outside and inside of the tight passageway and then I saw him lubing up the plug. He pressed two fingers inside me and moved hi... fingers back and forth. I knew the plug was next, so I relaxed as he pressed it all the way in. He spanked it home and that seemed to amuse him. "I want this to stay in, Slut. Make sure you hold it in." "Yes, Sir." I felt the belt slide along my already sore ass. I clenched involuntarily. He patted with his hand softly until I relaxed. Then. Shit, Mark I’m cumming again!’ Vanessa had lost herself in the wanton feelings of lust she was experiencing. Reaching into the box she came out with a vibrator that had to be a foot long and could barely fit the head in her palm. Moaning, she rolled over on her back and splayed her legs open while running her tongue around the head, wishing it was Marks cock slamming down her throat. Watching him through slitted eyes, she slowly slid the saliva coated head over her nipples on the way to her. Donnie and him would do everything together from build club houses to smoke a little weed here and there for a good laugh. Taylor would always wear panties when smoking as it made him feel more feminine. Especially when Donnie was around.. One day Taylor was at Donnies house packing the bowl ready to finish the rest of the bag off. Donnie was in the bathroom taking a shit so Taylor knew he had enough time to check his thong. He put his hand down the back and felt the mesh triangle resting right. The orgasm built, deep in my belly. He sensed it too and after a few more slow thrusts, he kept himself firmly embedded in me and rocked our hips back and forth. It was somehow more intense this way, rocking myself to orgasm with him so deep inside me. His mouth returned to my nipple and he bit down hard as he felt me start to clench. I was delirious with pleasure, moaning out his name as I came, my juices leaking from me and mingling with the sweat on our skin. The room smelled of sex and rain.