Two days later was my birthday. "happy birthday lover." she said giving me a small box. In it was a bottle of cologne. There was a special cake in the... kitchen. This cake was strawberry and shaped like a pussy. This was an amazing cake. I wondered who she got to make it. Whoever it was did an amazing job. "thank you sexy." "you're welcome lover." I picked Pamela up slid my cock deep inside her pussy are carried her to the bedroom. As I walked my cock slid in and out of her pussy. She came twice. Neither of us noticed Ellie as she checked on us. We simply collapsed into limp dolls as both of us fell back on the bed. This time, for some unknown reason, I did not come unplugged and rolled with her to cuddle as we tried to recover from our excess of feeling.My cock was like a cork in her cunt, keeping all of the semen bottled up inside of her. It wasn't planned, but, afterward, we agreed that it couldn't hurt. We went back to sleep with me still plugged in, and we stayed like that for. He massaged all over my ass, and then I felt him push his index finger slowly in to my ass past the first knuckle. I gasped and started to try and push him out.“Relax you will get use to it”He pushed in a little further and it started to feel good, then I felt a second finger. The man was a pro, he had my ass begging for more, he started to rub my prostate and It was like a light bulb went off, no wonder men like getting fucked this felt amazing as he stroked my prostate gland.“I think you’re. . got any spunk left for me then?” Tracey giggled.“I don’t think so luv” I moaned. “And I so wanted to play with you tonight....” I must have looked liked a poor k** who’d just opened his birthday presents hoping for Buzz Lightyear – but getting Mr Potato Head!“Awwwww..... poor Roger” said Tracey, as she pulled me close and kissed me on the cheek, finishing with a little lick of my lips. “I wanted you to fuck my arse, too. Brenda’s been telling me how good at it you are. It was reeeeally nice.