Her soft cocoa cheeks had hollowed, and in the frozen shot, all of the smoke had stopped rising from the tip. It was inside the cigarette, heading int...o her young, beautiful body. He was looking at something amazing.Cock wrapped in a foot of folded toilet paper, Val was stroking smoothly and really enjoying himself. Staring at the young ebony beauty being so naughty had him mesmerized. He was going to cum. Suddenly, his attention was broken by the spoon in the melting ice cream next to him.. Although not really what it’s designed for, I then proceeded to pull it out and shove it back in, faster and faster. It’s smooth so no real risk of injury, but the height of discomfort really makes it a sensation not to be missed. It was just like what I assume it’s like being arsefucked. So, there I was, in a bit of a world of my own sighing and moaning to the rhythmic pleasures of having one’s arse properly done, when Meg reminded me she was on the other end of the phone and now had her. She had been bagging his groceries. When she finished she looked up and saw him looking at her. "Do you want me to carry this out to the car for you," she had asked.She didn't expect him to say yes. Most men didn't, especially when it was just one bag but to her surprise he had said "Yes."So she walked beside him to the car. He had parked at the far end of the lot and the trip was a long one. All the way there he had kept up a small patter of jokes and comments. She found out that he was just. “Where do we start?” My black heels swished softly across the carpet as I walked into the bedroom, my hips swaying in a manner that was nearly obscene. “How’s the light in here, do you need more?” “What I need is for you to never walk in front of me like that again,” she laughed and continued, “I brought more lighting. Will you get us drinks while I set up?” Knowing this was a ploy that would allow her time alone with my husband, I happily left the bedroom; she didn’t realize that I was.