He moved down along the front garter straps, then up past the stocking tops. Now I could feel his dick between my lower legs, sliding along the sheer ...nylons. Now he switched to Swedish style again, pouring more massage oil on my stockings, then smoothly stroking my legs through the oil-covered sheer nylon material. Oh, it felt sooo fantastic!! I never felt so stimulated in my life. I then realized that Masu was also moaning as he worked. I think he was deliberately allowing his dick to slide. He had a distracted look about him. "What's wrong, baby?" She tried to sit up, but he gently pushed her back down. "Stay here. Rest. I have to take care of something, but I'll be back tomorrow morning." He leaned down and gave her a perfunctory kiss while his hand caressed her cheek. Then, before she could even protest, Kolkev was gone. Just like that. Just when Anya thought they were connecting on a new level… It had taken one phone call and he'd become someone else. One phone call later, and. He then takes Casey by the hips and slowly lifts her off of it, until the head is barely still contained in her. This prompts her to start riding him. As he times his thrusts with her motion, they begin to fuck faster and faster. Casey places her hands on either side of Ethan for support as she rides him even faster. Her hips are moving a mile a minute, and the same can be said for his. The rhythm keeps up for only a few minutes before he comes, hard into her bowels. Casey slows down for his. “Oh god,” she groaned as she felt her intestines twisting as they clung to the pole. She coughed and spat up more blood. “Please,” she began to beg. “Can’t you just fuck me? I’ll let you do anything you want, just get me off this pole.”“You’re in no position to bargain,” the bouncers laughed at her. “Besides, who wants to fit in your ruined ass anyway? Your insides have been turned to mush by now.” He flipped the.