I slid my cock back out and said, "Get on your hands and knees." I reminded her that the triangle clit piercing made her rear sensitive, too, so if I... went in the back way maybe it would nudge the Rolex out."It's worth a try," she said. I lubed my cock with the baby oil she kept in her bedside table and gently pushed the head against her rear opening. With a little push it slid in and a little more pushing soon got its full length inserted.It was so tight and felt so wonderful that I forgot. The other male looked to be around my age, pale of course, lean, his short brown hair sticking up in all directions like he constantly ran his hands through it. His movements were twitchy, nervous almost, though his face conveyed no emotion. Again, he wasn't nearly as good looking as the ones around me. Another myth put to rest, I thought to myself.It was the woman that scared me. She was tall, taller than the young male and built like a volleyball player, her skin once a deep tan, with a wild. My pinky finger was not pressing against her asshole as it usually was as this point. I slowly pressed my three fingers against her slippery entrance and as I did, she raised her head and my cock slipped out of her mouth. Her body tensed up and her hips started to slowly rock back and forth to explore the girth of what was trying to enter her. I felt her body relax and she spread her legs a bit more to welcome the unfamiliar visitors to enter. I have never successfully put three fingers inside. .. Never crossing that line. Although, to be honest, she had no idea where that line was... Or even if there was one?She shivered when Charlie closed the door. When he turned back to face her, she was facing him. He was now glaring at her tits. She felt naked. She felt excited. The look on his face was exciting. He was excited. She glanced down at his crotch again and could swear that his penis was longer and thicker than it was a moment ago.Maybe, she would show him her tits? The thought of.