My cock head led me forward and it chose, almost of its own accord, to find her tight pink ring and enter, slowly pressing down, until it relaxed and ...it slipped through like a cork. Her silence was erotic in itself, the only reaction in her body itself, pushing back to grip me. The heat of her around me increased the pressure in my already engorged member, which stroked down and out, deeply and strongly, the oils making the sensations stronger and the pleasure greater. As my organ briefly left. Checking there was no one about, she darted outside, retrieved the bag in question, then returned upstairs. Thorn sat on the floor leaning against the wall, with Sabrina d****d over his shoulder, whispering into his ear.“Thanks honey! Thorn and I have having a little chat, and he wants to have a little fun too! Now let’s have a look what we’ve got in here that will help us get in the mood…” from the bag she produced a bottle of tequila and took three deep slugs. She passed it to Thorn, who took. " What!" I yelled at the book. "Why have you built me up so much!?" I pushed the book away and brought both hands to my penis. I could certainly masturbate myself to orgasm. At least then I wouldn?t have such a horrible day! I tried to push myself to orgasm without the book, but found it impossible. How could it do such a thing to me. Frantic for some release, I flipped to the end of the book and with my free hand began reading the final manipulations. "Final Manipulations: Only follow these. Soon, I felt something warm between my buttcheeks and I realized that it could only be his growing cock. He didn't really seem awake, just an animal unconsciously getting ready to mate. It wasn't the conscious lovemaking that I wanted from a man, but it felt so primal and natural.His hand came down from my inflamed nipples and pulled my upper leg over his. He slipped a finger down into my slit and it had to be as wet as it had ever been. He found my clitoris and began stroking around it. I was.