I lay there, my cunt pulsating, the hairs glistening with my wetness and Bill's discharge . As Patti laid on her back, Morgan moved up alongside of her, and, gently pulled the straps of her slip off her shoulder and slid it down to her waist. It was just what I needed then, and I grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, pulling on her nipples. tha's my husband, over there, he doesn't think I like it so much. And then she came again, crying, locking my head between her soft thighs. When it was obvious that I started to enjoy it she stopped, and Mistress Michelle came over with a slightly larger strap on cock, When she entere me it hurt a little as before and when I first moaned my moans of pain she slapped me and said "shut up you slut" and proceeded to put in a ball gag in my mouth. Come to think of it, I never did buy her that banana split. Hands help you from the bed, and, as you rise, you feel the wetness of your juices trickling down your firm thighs, and your pussy feels as open and ready as it ever has before. She's groaning loudly now. after all, you and I have been pretty frank with each other and that makes things a little embarassing.