I told him that I was a nympho, and if he could fuck me for a while without coming, I would share my amyl poppers with him. Oh I do love to sniff a po...pper, when I'm getting fucked. It feels so good, and makes it much much easier to relax and take a dick up my ass. I have a really tight ass hole that's just perfect for big dicks, when I can relax. When I sniff a popper, I get so relaxed, that I can go for doing anything crazy. My butt hole started getting a little sore and hot. And that made me. My finger is now slamming harder into you; my mouth is sucking faster…. we are moaning together. Your tight sphincter is gripping my finger in rhythm with your thrusting hips, as you fuck my throat… my nose is nuzzling your tightening balls, and I breathe in your musky scent. Your tongue is again at my clit, moving in small quick circles. I feel consumed by the intensity, as my body begins to tremble. Moaning deeply in my throat, the vibrations trigger a shock through your cock, and it begins. She seemed to be trying to swallow it. From the convulsive workings of her throat, she was at least getting the cockhead and part of the beautifully formed cockshaft past the curve at the back of her mouth. But talented and willing as she so obviously was, even she couldn't deep throat Les' big prick.Amy slipped a hand inside her robe and started playing with her dripping pussy. She wasn't aware that she was mimicking the lip movements of the girl on the screen. Her pink little vixen tongue was. I went and got the food and left the place. I went to my friends and told them they were talking about them badly. They interestingly asked me what they said? What did they talk about? I told them to shut up and eat.Later when I got home at night, I kept on thinking about the words those guys said. It kept on revolving my head and I started to imagine how it would if I was the girl they were talking about.I started getting so wet and my pussy started itching uncontrollably. I was unknowingly.