Two of my fingers gently felt between her legs. Even with the water running, I could feel how wet she was. My middle finger eventually slid inside of ...her slowly pushing it in and out. After a bit, I slid a second finger into her. We continue to kiss, our tongues erotically mingling together, with my fingers giving her a fucking that she obviously wanted and had not had in some time. Her legs were slightly bent giving her a bit a squatting position. She rode my hand like a pro. After about three. I stare at him. His shirt is crisp with silver buttons that twinkle in the light. Picking up the leash he gently reaches toward me. I don’t like the leash, not until I am ready for it. Some animals do, some animals prefer their owners to leash them, but I am a fox, not a dog, or a pony. I am a fox; leashes only suit us when they suit us. It takes a few moments for him to realize what I am looking at, but when he does, he smiles and tosses the leash on the sofa behind him. “Oh, is that. Once I got over the eee-www factor of having this new substance called spunk on my hands, I got into it. I would sometimes go home and finger myself off. Masturbating was new to me as well. Remember, back in 1986, good girls didn't touch themselves. I lost my virginity just before my 18th birthday, missionary style, on the back seat of his car in the dark early one morning. I didn't cum, but it didn't hurt (because I was soaking) and it was alright, even if it was unspectacular. Within a few. .. Karnam is standing, completely naked, she’s a little roly-poly, not obese, with her C-cup boobs sagging, her belly soft and round, and a big hairy pussy bush ... Jenna is still beside her, and still (just about) in her PVC mini-suit.Our guest smiles into camera and says, to the audience at home, “Come with me and watch as I am having sex with a pig...”, and then turns and walks off toward the shed – her saggy arse bouncing behind her as she wobbles away from us. Jenna walks along with her,.