God the sensations are fantastic as you insert one, then two, then three, and finally four fingers almost up to the third knuckle. I think to myself t...hat with a little practise I am sure that I could get you to fist me, and that excites me even more.“It's my turn now,” you whisper, “I am going to make you pay for everything you have done to me. I am going to fuck you till your balls fry and your brains boil, you kinky bastard.” And with those words, you plunge the dildo hard into my rectum. “Since I’m not one of those butter-ball turkeys, you’ll have to prepare me the old fashioned way,” I quipped. I spread my bath sheet out in the middle of the bed, crawled over on it, stretched out face down and said, “Doug, you’ll have to baste my backsides with olive oil while Louise prepares the stuffing.” Obediently, my husband spread oil over my shoulders and down my back. Louise looked perplexed as she said, “Maybe Irish families have a different way of stuffing their fowl so I’m not. ” After my ordeal, Mistress said “You were a good slave, and deserve a reward.” She gently took my now limp cock and kissed the sensitive underside of head gently. She began to alternatively lick and suckle my dick, causing an immediate erection, in spite of how sore I was. She ordered Elaine to come over and deep throat me, which she immediately did, and she started sucking vigorously. Elaine was extremely skilled at oral sex, vibrating her throat and tongue vigorously while my cock was fully. I felt a little naughty so I wriggled a bit, pressing firmly against you. You moaned, slapped my bottom and pushed me down harder. Continuing to kiss you, I started to move, loving the feeling of what I was doing to you. You arch your pelvis up towards me, unbalancing me slightly. Pushing me further to one side you lift your pelvis further, slip your trousers down and without pausing, plunge into me "Fuck I need this," you swear in what I can only presume is pleasure.Two hands are quickly on my.