She started massaging my feet each toe working on my ankles then slowly up my calves then my upper legs her hands sliding closer to my pussy with ever...y stroke it was as much as I could do to keep still and not make any noise .....As she massaged my inner thighs she parted my legs slightly just as I thought she was going to touch me she moved her hands away went to get some more warm oil then dribbled more over my bottom ........She was still stood at the foot of the bed I couldn't see anything. I looked under my body and I noticed she was squirting her juice's whilst wearing her strap-on, which got me thinking, so I pushed back making her cum more.As I'm making her cum she seems to lose control of me slightly, so I try to switch it roundd so I'm the one in control but just as it seems to be going my way she rams that dildo back into me making buckle and resume position, she grabs onto my hips and just starts to pound me again, telling me how good a fuck I am, and that I'm a good. The strength was back in his legs as he walked forward and kissed her deeply and passionately. The moment his lips met hers her back arched and her legs gave way. He continued to kiss her while slowly easing her body to the ground. When she lay flat his body pressed up against hers, his cock pressing against her leg, while his tongue slipping into her mouth. Their tongues danced in ecstasy in each other’s mouths with pure bliss. Luke’s hand then wandered down her body from her cheek to her neck. . this time. And of course my little head loved to dream up situations in which instead of my hand, it might get to slide into something a lot closer to a real, live pussy. Like an actual, real, live pussy. And even though the portrait hadn’t shown anything other than a little pubic hair above a tantalizing shadow, my little head knew which real, live pussy it wanted to plunder.In other words, I felt a little bad that I thought about fucking Hannah while I fucked my hand instead. I was pretty.