‘They are both expecting you to fuck them, and I know you won’t disappoint them. But if you can think of any surprises, they both deserve to be sh...aken out of their complacency.’ Lisa leaned closer. Her voice was quite throaty, husky, as she whispered: ‘Please let us use them too.’ Her fingers unfastened a few buttons on my shirt, and then impatiently found their way to my erect cock, bulging under my pants. We all relaxed, played, drank a little while and played some more. All of us, that is,. A gold box is untied. A golden bottle is popped. Candles are positioned. A fire is lit. Room is made and a thick yet soft blanket is placed on the floor. Shoes are lost and small trays are gathered. You and I make ourselves comfortable. I pour each of us a glass of bubbly and we take a minute to enjoy. The blanket looks inviting and I recline on my side. You find yourself scooting a bit nearer and as you do so you offer to select a piece of candy for me. Without looking, you pluck a gem from. " Suddenly he jammed two fingers into her cunt and was rewarded with a squeal of pain. He continued to finger-fuck her until he was once again rock-hard. And without warning, jammed his entire length into Sierra with one thrust, causing her to scream in pain. Biggie brought it back out and back in, slamming balls-deep into her again and again. At this time, Peck and Rod had their dicks in each of Sierra's hands and their hands were roughly groping her tits. Suddenly, without warning, Biggie. I want to run away but can’t get enough of this spectacular scene. Both Lindstroems are moaning silently, obviously they don’t want to disturb my sleep. Mr. Lindstroem is pumping faster and faster and the scene ends when with a deep sigh of satisfaction. Both sink into their arms, kiss and turn to sleep, switching off the light. I‘m a little ashamed because I observed this scene. But also, I feel a strong uproar in my brain and my belly. When I am lying in my bed the view of this harmonic.