“It was like being pushed into overdrive or something.”“So, you’ll do it again?” She didn’t need to ask; she knew already this had just be...come a regular feature in their sexual repertoire. “Well,” he grinned, “We’ll need to get our money’s worth out of that thing.” He nodded to the discarded strap-on lying near the bathroom door, the blue dildo pointing straight up to the ceiling.Jessica leaned across to kiss him, giggling when she realised what a sticky mess his face still was. She ran a. He started to slowly inch more inside of me, then the cock in my pussy started to move again and the one in my mouth started. I was now air tight they said and they laughed and said thats going to be her new world. I started to get into the feeling of the cock stretching my little ass and was really getting into it. I was moaning like a cheap whore. Soon I was cumming again. I had lost track of how many orgasms I had had in just the few hours I had been there. Then they started cumming in my. These living dolls helped us out of the car and then led us up thestairs to the huge flagstone porch and through doors big enough todrive a truck through. We entered a wide hallway, decorated with enoughsmall tables, side chairs, and love seats to fill a living room, andwere promptly led through a large door.Once inside, my stomach dropped. There were a few chairs and sofasalong the walls, but the only other furniture in the room was a, a, Ididn't know what it was. It was wooden, with a thickly. Finally a decent looking younger guy walks by and I get his attention. I ask him if he could help, holding my hand up to show my splinted fingers. I see his eyes give my tits a once over. He smiles, of coarse. I can tell he was interested. So I walk toward the little room and he asks, where you going? Quick thinking, I told him, oh, I don't want to leave my purse to long. So he follows me into the changing area. There are maybe six or seven rooms with curtains. My things were in the last one. I.