She had a little more trouble than Miss Garland had fitting the handle inside her, but she managed, somehow. I stood over her head so she could get a ...good view of my balls as I jerked. The sight of her using that brush handle like a cock really got me hot, and in seconds we were cumming together.I squirted only twice that time, managing to catch the loads in my other hand. Marie got up and teased me with the brush."Here, Johnny..." she said, threatening to drop it in the pee-filled toilet.. I looked at him and asked him why he was staring at me. He didnt answer. He leaned in and started kissing me and grabbing at my shirt. I asked him what he was doing but it was like he was in a trance. I just went with it letting him pull off my shirt. He started pulling off his clothes and I pulled of my pants revealing my thong. It was a lacey one, luckily I was wearing sexy panties that day. I moved over on top of him and he put his cock in my sweet pussy. It was amazing it felt better than. All I can think of is that we're so having sex tonight. It gets close to midnight and as we slow dance while softly kissing he whispers to me that he needs to be inside me. We leave the dance floor as we can no longer keep our hands off each other and we’re both feeling far too tipsy. Heading up to our hotel room we kiss in the lift and his hands are on my breasts feeling my hard nipples. My right hand is gripping his erection through his trousers and stroking it like it's the first time I’ve. Connie probably weighed a buck fifteen at the most, but she had powerfully muscled legs. For a minute there I thought she was going to break my neck, but she seemed to know just exactly how much pressure to apply. Meanwhile, Maria and Miranda were sitting on my arms so I was pinned to the mattress like a bug. It was a humbling experience.“So paleface, are you going to behave or are we going to have to tie you up?” Connie asked.Connie loosened her strangle hold on me so I could answer her. Never.