Then she noddedto herself. And as she went out the door she paused to toss asuggestion over her shoulder. "Try some of my magazines, Matt! Expand yo...ur mind! You might like them!" She stopped, then turnedto face me, and as if she'd considered the idea further andconfirmed that it was a good one, she said, "Yes! Do just that! Those over there! They just might interest you! It just might matter." She bobbed her head at a fat stack of magazines on an end table andwas out the door.It sounded. She was so hot. Throughout the triple session. She was climbing on me, slapping her sexy ass, nibbling on my ear, breathing by my ear, and moaning. I moaned back. She fooled around with me a little by opening her mouth and making growling monster sounds with her head near my dick as if it were a mock BJ. We both thought it was funny, but I also thought it was fucking sexy. I was so hard, it almost hurt my boner. She also believed it was of great importance to point out her somewhat wet pussy,. Another slow stroke downward commenced. Thakur shuddered as his foreskin was stretched back and he jerked and wobbled when the thumb came up to stroke his cock head again. He was jelly in her nimble fingers and now she started to masturbate him with a steady rhythm. Her bangles started to jangle again and the beat of her hand and the stroking of his cock were the only noise. Thakur enjoyed this immensely and his hand came to the back of her head and he rubbed her gently. She could never make. I heard him stepping away from my spread thighs. Then he pushed a large rubber cock into my wet cunt. He buckled it into place with some straps. I tried to tighten my inner muscles but the dildo was not so easily expelled. "I make your sweet cunt ready for my cock…” He yelled in my ear, as he set in to vibrate...I felt the trickle of his warm semen escaping my tender butthole. But I was unable to close my thighs. My shaven mound was pressed against the barrel; as the rubber piece filled me.I.