Her actions provided an answer: totally. She had been fascinated with The Story of O that night. Already O’s adventures seemed mild compared to what... her Master had made her experience. As she slurped and slobbered on her Master’s hard manmeat, all the while stroking his friend’s fat dick, she felt her already soupy pussy awash with a fresh gush of fuck fluids. The new excitement came from looking through the motel window at her blissfully unaware husband seated outside in their car while she. I was just staring at it with my hand wrapped around it. Then it started to stir and grow some more.I drew my hand back and Marty grabbed my hand and put it back in place.It was so soft. I don't know what possessed my to do this but I started to stroke it."That's it. Nice and soft. Slow and even," he said."I didn't know it could feel this way," I said. "I had never even thought about doing something like this with a guy. Matter of fact, I had even thought it disgusting." I could tell you had. I got up eager in the morning and had a long bath before putting on lots of body butter and perfume. I put on black very silky stockings and suspenders and a g string. On top I wore a simple track suit and got in a cab that he had sent. I arrived at his very plush house, he let me in and pointed to the ensuite bathroom upstairs for me to get ready. I then put on my black bra, put on a tight black silk vest, put on thick make up with red lipstick, pained my French nails, and then put on my wig,. "DROP!" she yelled in her soft voice, the tone coming out shrill.[09:16:58] Raj (EroticArts Solo) so involved and so mesmerized with the raging heat and wild desires seeping through and permeating our entwined bodies, hearing her shout drop and falling onto the floor, watching her duck as i duck along with her, holding her still in the heated moment, my body starting to sweat more as i hear the shots, rolling along with her with so much going on in my mind, the taste of her juicy breasts still.