I swear if she’d tried to ram it down my throat, I’d have floored her, but she didn’t. Surprisingly gently she just rocked her hips, holding me... by the hair and growled a bit before lifting me rather less gently to the standing position, pressing me back against a wall, lifting my skirt and pulling my knickers aside. One-handed she lifted my right leg and then she pushed the dildo into my wet and very receptive cunt just as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Nicely done, I thought. This job. I didn’t wanted him to feel comfortable. I want to do it as quick as possible. Then he inserted his fly into mine. Oh god it was nice to be fucked by another guy who had a bigger dick than my husband. He pounded me deeper and deeper. Though I enjoyed it I had to make sure he didn’t touch me anywhere. He had the entire urge to do so but he restrained from doing so. I started to moan I was at the height of my orgasm. Then he reached the climax and he cummed inside me. Then he pulled his thing. Admittedly, they were attractive but it's not my style to get with someone who may not remember it in the morning. I increasingly came to realize he was doing it so he could keep me from meeting up with any guys.He and Mark were over one day that autumn doing laundry while I was upstairs studying. Intently focused on my notes, I didn't hear Justin enter my room. Only when I heard his fingers tapping on my nightstand did I look up to see him lying on my bed."Funny thing," he said seeing he had. ”“Megan! Please,” he squirmed, “You'll make them embarrassed – and poor Tony here as well.”“Oh I don't think they embarrass that easily, do you, girls?”We giggled.“In fact,” she continued, “I think you've been nurturing a bit of a fantasy about them, haven't you?”Jack blushed a deep shade of red and muttered that he didn't know what she meant.“It's obvious really. You're a man, and like most men, you harbour thoughts of watching two girls kiss each other and make love. Don't tell me you.