"You fucking tease, I hate girls like you." I heard a very strong deep voice say in my ear, he then started kissing down my neck. I felt nearly paraly...sed in his grip, as I lifted my leg up trying to stamp on his foot."Ha you little slut you weigh nearly nothing, you really think stamping on my foot is gonna hurt me? You are a twat really." He puts me right up to his chest so my hands are wedged from his chest and my back stuck there I couldn't wiggle my way out of his grip, I felt him undoing. Dawn asked Alan and myself to help spread Gaynors little pink sex as it was now so slippery she couldn't and as we spread Gaynors pussy lips exposing her inner folds and ever so small vagina hole, Dawn eased the vibrator into her so very little vagina hole. Her skin and pussy lips felt so silky smooth and soft with all the oil over her skin. I placed my other oily hand over my cock head and started to rub it in and really loved the feeling and slowly wanked my cock. We could now see her clit. It was late, about 11 at night. I pulled into the filling station to filled up. Then my phone rang and my mood immediately turned bad. It was my wife.I guess a man shouldn't get upset when his wife calls, but I couldn't help it. Dread balled up in the pit of my stomach. I thought for a second I should let it go to voice mail, but then she would just call back later. Reluctantly, I hit the button to pick up."Hello?" I said sheepishly"Where are you?" came the shrill response. Like nails on a. Things were definitely progressing towards a conclusion much to the partners liking. Fujiko rubbed Syd’s neck and he kneaded her ass cheeks with each lift. They were making counter synchronous moans, each louder than their partner’s previous one. This overture was limbering up to a crashing crescendo, their hearts were the drumbeat and their cries were the melody. Syd launched his essence into Fujiko, four chords of white liquid, bathing her interior. Finally the curtain came down and they.