"Eeeasy… this is just a taste! What's it going to be like when I'm really fucking you? I hope you can handle it, because I'm going to fuck you real ...good and real hard. I have wanted to do this to you ever since you moved in-just hold you down and have at you against your will." She then lay over at my side and started to rub my chest, laughing and tormenting me."Don't worry-I'm going to make you come-eventually!" She mounted me again, this time sliding just the head of my cock back and forth. "She'll warm up to you soon enough." Fuck! I hope so! I watch Barbara sit down on one of the chairs opposite the couch and her skirt rides up her light brown thighs. Her expression seems to be a mixture of apprehension and disgust. Shelly and I sit side by side on the couch and she wraps her arm through mine, crushing her ample breast against me."He's wonderful!" Shelly says to Cyn who is just sitting down in the chair next to Barbara."I think so," she says quietly as she watches Barbara's. It teased her, pulling the object back out and pushing it in again, but no further than the first time. "I want you to get used to this," it told her. "This is how you 'connect' with a boy when making love. It's how you'll 'connect' with me." She nodded, letting Ash do what it wanted. The hand on her chest dropped down, while she could feel the brush's handle sides rub against her flower. It was coating the tough plastic in her nectar, while her other hand petted the bald area above, inching. All eyes were on the radiant bride as her father escorted her down the aisle.They reached the altar and the waiting groom; the bride kissed her father and placed something in his hand.The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter. Even the priest smiled broadly.As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back his credit card.Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.Three friends from the local congregation.