When I suggested that we go upstairs she said, “I thought you’d never ask.” We never made it to the top of the stairs, as I followed her up the stairs I put my hand between her legs and onto her pussy. She stopped and turned round to face me. My face was right in front of her pussy. I asian could smell her pussy juices and just leaned forwards and kissed the front of her slit. She sat down on the stairs, opened her legs and I went down on her right there. It wasn’t long before she was shaking as her first orgasm hit her, but I wasn’t going to let her cum again, well not then. I was looking forward to seeing her cum many times on the ‘fucking machine’. But before that I wanted her to use her mouth on me. As she sat on the stairs coming down from her ‘high’, I climbed up above her head, opened my legs and bent down so that my pussy was right in front of her face. When the weight landed on her chest she opened her eyes and saw my pussy which she immediately started eating. It didn’t take me long to cum; I guess that we had been both close to cumming just with the talking that we’d been doing. After I had japan ‘climbed down’ we went to the ‘punishment room’ and I got Bridie ready for her pleasure ride. As she lowered herself onto the dildo ready for the machine to start Bride looked at me and told me that she was nervous. I just smiled and said, “Don’t worry; I won’t let it fuck you to death.” As the motor slowly raised her up the first time I moved the chair that she had been supporting herself on and she said, “Please don’t, I might need that.” “Relax and enjoy it” I said, “you’re going to go to limits that you didn’t think you had girl.” I said. To start off with Bridie looked a little nervous but it didn’t take long for her to relax and start enjoying it. After a lot of moaning, screaming and her third orgasm Bridie asked me to stop the motor and get her down, but every time she said, “please” I just said, “not yet.” After her fifth orgasm she had stopped pleading with me and wasn’t even looking at me. She was looking down towards the ground, shaking and moaning. I decided that it was time to stop the machine and get her down. I sat her down with her back to the wall and decided that I needed my share of the pleasure, switched the motor on and climbed on and lowered myself onto the dildo that was still covered in lots of Bridie’s pussy juices. I left the chair in place after using it to make minor adjustments so that I went all the way up and down on the dildo. I just hoped that the nylon cord wouldn’t catch on anything and rip my clit off. After about 5 minutes Bridie started to get some life back in her and she gave me a very tired looking smile as I reached my first orgasm. After my third my clit was hurting so much that I just had to stop and I put my feet on the chair. I had a bit of trouble supporting myself as my legs acted as if they were made of jelly. Eventually I got myself down and sat beside Bridie. japanese We both sat there for another 15 minutes as we slowly got some energy back. We must have looked a right sight with sweat all over us and our legs wide open. After a while we started talking and Bride told me that she had never experienced anything like it in her life, “but there again, it’s the unexpected that I have come to expect with you and Jon” she said. “Complaining are you girl?” I asked. She just smiled and shook her head. We had a shower (together) but we were too tired to let it be anything other than a ‘get yourself clean’ shower and went downstairs for a drink - something a little stronger than coffee. We sat in silence for oral a long time before Bridie suddenly said, “Can I bring my boyfriend next time?” “There’s an idea” I said, “Jon won’t let me have full sex with him but that doesn’t mean that we can’t have lots of fun. The poor lad will think that he’s died and gone to heaven.” We didn’t fix up a date but that didn’t stop me thinking about what we could do to the poor boy. Bridie left before Jon came home and I had a quiet evening apart from Jon inspecting my clit. He commented on how swollen it was. Thursday - I went to aerobics early. I had agreed to meet Jenny 45 minutes early so that we could try to find out where from and who teen was looking at us through the hole. Jon had agreed to me taking the weight off my clit for the evening and I was quite glad of the relief from the pain. My clit had grown but I think that the extra size was just swelling. When I got there Jenny was waiting for me. Janika slipped back from his clasp and her japanese feet lost purchase on the stool. Rebecca asked. "But-" Emma tried to squirm away from his unwanted touch as she struggled to keep her voice normal. Within the box was a small hypodermic syringe and a very long needle. A continuous string of obscenities flew out of her mouth as Evan tried to hold in his laughter at the fact that she hadn’t said so much as ‘damn’ or ‘hell’ the entire day. I look at Marcus. “Cool,” Frank teen said, suddenly struck dumb. I looked at her sheepishly and asked in a halting manner “could I put my ugh thing into oral your ugh thing?” She smiled and thought for a few moments then said “ maybe next time. I drove us back on the Cross County Parkway to the Hutchinson River Parkway North. “The bars are actually to keep the girl in if her chain is broken. His pelvis finally pressed against my cheeks, and he held me there in stasis, forcing me to acclimate to him. Now, c’mere, bitch.” The race car driving teenager was everything Sandra had been. You "ARE" gonna fuck me with this like you do Mommy, aren't you Daddy? If asian I placed her on it, she would probably fall. Chloe thumbed into her phone, staring japan impassively at the steadily blinking cursor for a moment before sending the message. Rangamma- your grandpaa and your uncle dead in accident She wiggled against me. My dick throbbed and twitched against her belly. She started to close it, but then, teasingly, left it open a crack. Katie's legs and everything around them flashed green, and then returned to normal colors. Really! My name is John Stevens. See, I don't fuck, I make love. “Come on, don’t be shy. You want to do it on your own, with people you choose…and you’re choosing them. How does it feel to have me inside of you?” she gasps. This story is true, written from Carole’s perspective, with some alterations like names and dates.