"I cannot think what it could possible be for," she said.Jennifer blushed.It's ... it's, um..." Do you know?" It's a dildo. This end rests on your bel...ly, this end goes in your pussy. You turn the crank, and..."Marie-Renee's eyes went wide."Who would have made it?" How the hell would I know?" Jennifer said. "Maybe the book on the table will help us find out. Shit, I have no idea what this says. And I had three years of French. True, I got B's and C's. Well, and a D. But still, you'd think some. She could barely sit still.. Every time she glanced his way, she felt him yesterday.. Fucking her hard in a tired hotel room. He’d nearly made her come when she was driving.. Fingers soft and hard, stroking drawing her.. Hand separating her thighs.. By the time they arrived at the hotel all she could imagine was the enormous cock she’d felt through the fabric. She could hardly speak as they entered the room.. All senses were focussed on him. So he’d made her come violently with his expert. Mom started to cook dinner, so we all joined her in the kitchen and continued to talk and just have a good time. Mom asked me to go down to the cellar and get her the big roasting pan from the storage so I headed down there but could not find it anywhere. Yelling up the stairs, I told her I couldnt find it and asked what it looked like. She said hold on, and I heard her coming down the stairs. She came into the storage room located just below the stairs and brushed past me. Her breast. Emboldened by his encouragement, I grabbed his 7″ long, thick, slightly curved, throbbing one eyed monster, with reddish conical head peeping out in my palm and caressed softly with intermittent teasing of the slimy head. I felt strong vibrations from his body, steadily taking him to the summit of erotic pleasure. He lifted me from his lap suddenly and got the cup ice cream meant for me.Though confused initially, I understood his motives, reminded of the honey- treatment with sir a fortnight.