She loved it, urging me on all the while to fuck her deeper, harder, this way or that. We started moving around the house, always away from the window...s though. When I had her on her back on the kitchen table, I was able to fuck her as hard as I wanted and not worry about balance. While we fucked I was kneading her large flopping tits, and while fucking her upwards from beneath, I could feel I was scr****g the upper inside of her pussy, it was awesome, and she started to feel tighter still. She. ? Her eyes wander over the toys, lingering onthe favored instruments of Master?s pleasure and she cannot help but wonder if Masterwill use them today.? She smiles softly to herself as shebegins to unbutton her cream colored silk shirt and toes off her shoes, settingthem off in a corner by the clothes tree that waits there.? She drapes the shirt on the rack and removes herskirt and hangs it alongside the shirt; a flimsy lace camisole and half slipare carefully folded, followed by her pale pink. I lean in and let my cock slide in on it's own and before I know it my cock is buried deep in her. She is moaning softly and breathing deep. I slowly start sliding my cock in and out of her, fucking her tight pussy. She starts moaning telling me not to stop and to fuck her pussy nice and slow. I draw back sliding my cock out till I feel her swollen labia around the head, then I push forward till I can feel her finger, rubbing her clit, against my body. She moans out she can feel my thick head. I make certain he eats lots of celery to keep it tasting that way.”Sherry put one arm around Shelby and took one of her breasts in hand. “What I’m looking forward to tasting is your hot pussy. How does that sound to you?”“I asked Clay if that was going to happen,” Shelby whispered. “He said he didn’t know, but thought it was likely.”“Have you ever tasted pussy?” Sherry asked as she lightly twisted Shelby’s nipple.“When I was in high school.”“Do you want to try it again?” Sherry inquired.Putting.