The butt-plug was a more normal size, four inches long, bulbous andflexible. "In your own time." Amy and I removed our own panties, and slowly began t...o insert the item intoourselves. "Right to the hilt." I realised that this was why the dildo was designed that way, it was so itcould go all the way in. Portia said "Done!" proudly, I was second, and Amyfollowed a couple of moments later. All three of us were pretty excited andnervous, none of us needed a large warm-up. "Panties back on, please.". I was 41 then and I had to admit that this little Thanksgiving thing of mine was becoming a disgusting ritual. I wasn't sure if I could bring myself to do it again. I'd been working since before dawn on that Thanksgiving Day in the homeless shelter, helping to prepare the dinning room and side dishes for the day's handout.My normal routine was to dish out food all day long and then grab a willing man outside the building and take him home. For some reason, this year I decided that I would try. Slowly she lowered herself on me, until she was sat right down. She gasped a little and started slowly bouncing. Her eyes remained shut, which gave me the chance to watch her pretty face. I reached up and cradled her breasts, and she gasped again. I flicked her nipples gently and slowly, feeling her shudder under my touch. ‘I like that,’ she panted, still with her eyes closed and her face lifted up, ‘I like that, a lot.’ Her pussy felt wonderfully tight, although wet enough to slide easily up. She reached into her wardrobe to pull out her rabbit vibrator that she had hidden in a shoe box. Once again she felt a shiver of excitement as she held the shaft of her vibrator and stood in front of her bedroom mirror and twirled around so that she could see how sexy her bottom looked in her tight black thong. She ran her fingers down over the front of her thong, stroking herself and enjoying the silky feel of the material covering her pussy. Then she ran her hands up and down her lacy top.