A few drops fell onto her breasts. Maybe she wasn’t quite a natural. Her mouth was formed into a little “O” of surprise and I could see the ring... her lipstick left on my cock. “Well I guess dildos don’t do that.” I said. I helped her to her feet and she regained sense enough to be embarrassed. “Don’t worry about it,” I said. “Some guys get off on that.” She perked up a little at this while licking my splooge off her face. “Like you?” Jasmin wrapped her arms around my waist. “It’s got an appeal.”. A moment later, I hear him silently walk away. Between my open thighs his sperm runs out of my throbbing sex, onto my bottom and then to drip on the floor marking his reality. Around me, hands adjust my body so once again I can be turned for the audience to see. Slowly they bring me closer. I stiffened expecting the rush of hands over my body, but I sense all they do is look at me exposed and leaking. For what was running out of me, showed how much those large balls had flooded me. Seemingly. The mistress got ready to send Nina into another orgasm. Her right hand came to the centre of Nina's mound, then slowly started to descend toward her pussy, moving over her swollen labia, and on toward her opening. She pressed inward slightly with her middle finger, the bristles contacting Nina's clit, and lightly scratching the very tip of the little bud.At the first contact of a bristle on her clit, Nina started panting loudly, and moaning with each breath, the sensation unlike anything she. DJ and him had struck up quite a rapport through our ‘performance’, and she was constantly asking him if he liked what he was seeing, and if he was enjoying himself etc….to which he was happy to confirm. I was by now really struggling not to cum, and every time DJ touched or licked my cock I was right on the edge. I decided to take a bit of control at that point, and I manoeuvred DJ into a kneeling position in front of me on the bed. To give Walt the best view possible, I then leaned over and.