’ She placed his hands on her breasts, indicating he should touch her. ‘Let me’ she repeated again, as she reached behind to pull on his scrotum... ‘Close your eyes’ She told him, and he did. He could focus more on what they were doing to each other, and not his erection. She stopped tugging, turned around to place her hands on either side of his face. Leaning down to kiss him, he kept his hands on her chest, she kept the condom in her hand. He could feel his blood pound in his ears; his skin. It became clear to Laura that as long as Richie was Richie, two of us couldn't possibly fit inside her.So Laura became the director of this movie. She said, "Richie, pull out a little," and then told me, "See how far you can get your finger in." With lots of jelly, I could get my forefinger about halfway in before I ran into Richie's cock. "Okay, hon, now see how far you can shove it in." So I put a lot of jelly on my cock and started pushing. By that time I was hard. I got a little bit past. Oh no being face fucked by a machine.The man whose cock is impaled in gets impatient and asks "girl what are you waiting for? This is your squatting sex training. Make me cum girl or one of my pals there is going to start whipping those lovely tits of yours. My goodness, does their depravity know no bounds!! They expect me to make him cum with me doing all the work in such a humiliating way. I attempt to resist but a quick lash of the whip on my breasts serves as a quick reminder that I have. We replaced the player and whoever wins today will be dancing again in just a couple of minutes.”“The results are in. Will all the competitors, please come to the floor?”We never left the floor, so everybody else came back on and we all shook each other’s hands and waited.The Announcer started:“I have three words for everybody — CHARLES & CLAIRE!”It felt so good to hear all these people applaud for Claire and me, but the audience helped us, so Claire and I started applauding for them, putting.