It felt really strange sitting at the table all dressed up. Dad and Paul were almost drooling not being able to take their eyes off us. They had all h...eard our cries of pleasure and knew something was going on between Susan and me. All of a sudden sex was a subject during breakfast, not something I would not ever think possible until then. Our stomachs were quickly filled up as the corsets squeezed them in. After breakfast Susan called Tom to get the keys.He was working to get ready for another. Her throat glistened. She kept saying “Oh my God... Oh my God.” The room—at my particular coordinates, anyway—smelled like cunt and dirty ashtray and a chemicaled pine from an old cone-shaped air freshener on her bedside table that had hardened into a shriveled plug.I lapped at her pussy much like I did the prior afternoon, though with less trepidation and much more focus, having asked, and been enthusiastically permitted, to repeat the performance. I was correct that the poor woman had never. Grinning TJ carefully pulls his hand slowly from Penny's stretched out pussy. He motions you over to get a close up with the camera. You can see deep inside Penny's pussy. The walls weeping clear slick pussy juices. The walls contracting over and over again as Penny's orgasm continues. So very slowly her pussy gets smaller and smaller as it returns to normal size. Standing TJ sets up a tripod for the camera. While letting Penny rest for a moment. When Penny's eyes open again and she lets out a. .it's what I like!!!Mark told me about a Gurls Night Out in one of Glasgow's main gay bars Delmonicas in the Merchant City area of the town, we arranged to meet in the Horsehoe bar in the city centre on the Saturday of the party night. Told my wife I was meeting up with a old pal, going to see a band and crashing at his that night.We meet in the bar, looking like two mates having a beer, not two guys who a short time before had been having amazing gay sex.After a couple of pints, mainly to.