The heat of his hand on my belly made me slick with wetness. He’d work his black fingers up and down my bare, wet slit while he pumped his shaft in...ches from my head.I didn’t have the words for what I was feeling, but I was aroused almost all the time. I tried just about everything in the house to rub up against. The rounded tips of my bed posts were my favorite at that time. I ached for penetration but did not know it at the time. One afternoon I recall with C, we were inches away from. The others stood masturbating waiting their turn and, where they could, tried to feel her tits.As Josh pumped in and out of her as fast as he could she dropped a hand so she could play with her clit at the same time and was starting to groan really loudly now and telling the room that she was being fucked hard. Josh told everyone that he was going to cum and she moaned that he should fill her with spunk. He quickly obliged making a few grunting noises as hot jets of spunk squirted deep inside. I looked over Cynthia’s shoulder and saw that Rachel was putting on a strap-on harness. The harness itself had a dildo inside that was made to go inside the wearer’s pussy and had a suction attachment in the front so you can change out what type of dildo or vibrator you wanted to use. Rachel shivered as the dildo entered her cunt as she pulled the harness up and strapped it into place. She grabbed the dildo attachment off the ottoman and locked it in place. I saw her walk over in front of. It looked like someone’s come. But it couldn’t be Deacon Perkins’ come. He’d shot all of that into her. Whose was it? A chill spread through her and she straightened up. Bobby was watching Mrs. Parker through the slightly opened door and realized she’d seen the come he shot on the floor. Frightened, he took a step backward and his leg hit a rocking chair. He grabbed it quickly and hoped he hadn’t made a noise Mrs. Parker could hear. Helen thought she heard a noise in the spare bedroom. Had she?.