The hot tub. Scooters perfectly sized and shaped penis. Her hand started rapidly flicking her clitoris. She pictured a winged patch as she inserted... two fingers, reaching for her g-spot. She tried to make out the colors on the wings as she lifted her hips off her bed, fingering herself, rubbing her magic spot. She pinched her nipple, tugging on her large breast with it. She came on her hand as the wings turned bright gold. Then she drifted off to sleep, crying a single lonely tear for her. She waited for the second but it never came. Eventually she turned her head towards her mother and looked at her in confusion. Mrs. Dupree looked back at her daughter and brought the tawse down twice. As soon as Mrs. Dupree announced, “You may rub.” Sophie brought her hands together and blew air between her palms. “And what about you Philippa? Do you need some help to keep your kinds out of your panties?” Sophie’s jaw dropped as she heard her friend reply. “Yes… Yes I think so.” Mrs.. He handed me a towel and cloth, and left me alone. As I lathered up in the shower, I had to be careful not to stroke my hard cock - I was afraid I would come. As I washed, I saw Brad's figure, now wearing just boxers, through the glass shower doors. He opened the door a crack, and set something down on the edge of the tub. He smiled and said, "This is something I like when I want to feel refreshed". It was a small, hand-held enema, with a pink rubber ball and a slightly curved black tip. Next. Your cock is so much bigger than my husbands I can feel it stretching me out. He started to pump himself into me now in long slow strokes. The heat from his long thick black shaft against my walls felt incredible. I placed my hands on his muscular chest and slid them down his torso to his rock hard rippling abs while I watched his long dark shaft slide in and out of me I knew it wasn't going to be long before I came. He started grunt a little bit. You like my tight white pussy around your BBC.