A man of many talents.Lia nodded. “Said it’s very tasteful, and also easy to clean. I don’t know why he said it was easy to clean. Do you know w...hy he might say it was easy to clean?” she asked, eyes twinkling.“Maybe he thinks you’re getting into sploshing or covering yourself in whipped cream or something?” I suggested, not wishing to follow the chain of thought of how Remy may have taken his new-found knowledge Lia’s moistness by the end of a catgirl shoot and conjectured the same was probably. He smiled with pleasure as he forced his bulbous dark-brown bell end into Althea's willing arsehole. She moaned with supreme pleasure as he slid his length into her tight rectum.I could not help but be excited by the sight of Althea being pleasured in both holes at once; she moaned in a state of continuous pleasure as the two huge cocks slid in and out of her moist and willing havens. Both men wore smiles of deep satisfaction as their engorged bell-ends were nursed by the mature woman's rectal. Other than the lean physique and the philanthropic outlook, the fear was the only thing that was similar about us.When I arrived at the reasonably posh apartment complex, I realized what a fool I had been. Everywhere around me were little convertibles, and I could imagine their impeccably dressed owners, in their Armanis and Heusens, clattering away on their cell-phones, acting rich, too important to be seen in a leather jacket on a black motorcycle.What the hell, I thought, I had ten times as. ' Jean stood up and said, 'let's go in the other room.' Jean led the way followed the others. As she opened the door it was pretty dim in there but it was obvious that it was some sort of playroom. There were mirrors everywhere and whips and handcuffs and clamps hanging up. Jill said to Graham, 'sit there,' and pointed to a chair. Alyson was led over to a sort of massage table with hooks and straps hanging everywhere. Jill pushed her down on it and Jean parted her legs and strapped them either.