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She tried to look away but then he took her by the chin and kissed her again, and this time she opened her mouth willingly and let his tongue trace the inside of her lips. He brought them up to her throat and began to massage her neck again, Katie’s breathing grew shallower as he tugged at the ties and a moment later she moved away and grabbing his hand, pulled him downwards. It felt alien and foreign, it hurt a little but Brad was not only patient he was gentle, probing and withdrawing regularly until she felt a strange new urge, the desire to be filled completely, her hips rose and fell in time with his pushing and then she grabbed his hand and tried to force him deeper inside.
He looked up as she pulled two beers out, “my button?” she turned her back to him and stared at the mirror opposite them, “it’s come loose and I can’t seem to find my third hand.” “And you’re not sure if the little red fireman works?” Susan slid her hand up his thigh to his shorts and rubbed him, he stiffened suddenly and looked down. “Well, now we both know it works,” she rose and sat on the arm of the sofa, “now, you think you can make Roxanne as happy as you made me?” “Oh right, I’m not sure if we have time today, but it all depends on how big the job is, maybe I can drop around after work?”
Jane felt the warmth in her breast as Jenny played with her hair and she swallowed hard as a strange sensation moved through her body, Jenny’s other hand slid over her pubic mound, just lightly touching it and no more as she tested her resolve. Jenny slid her hands down behind her panties and inched them over her buttocks and worked them over her legs and feet while Jane rubbed herself, feeling the engorged lips and the pleasurable sensation as she explored herself. The words were yanked from her throat and suddenly it seemed to pick up in intensity, Jenny’s tongue slapped against her and two fingers slid inside and began turning back and forth, she writhed and twitched as Jenny switched to her clitoris.
Emma felt a twinge, she glanced at Lucy but her sister in law had disappeared into the crowd as she danced with Sam. A fingernail traced up her crack and she instinctively moved closer but when she looked into her eyes there was no hint of sexual intent, just teasing or was she just hoping it wasn’t there? They met in the middle of the bed, hands stroking each other’s faces and then they kissed again, Emma parted her mouth and let the tongue slide inside as she slid her hands around her body and began moving up and down her back feeling the corresponding reaction as Lucy began kissing more insistently.
“Yes,” she craned her head backwards and smiled as Nicola stopped undoing her blouse and pulling the collar over her shoulders started stroking across her neck, “and the Arc de Triumph.” Danielle bit her lip and smiled, Nicola shifted off the bed and retrieved a dildo and some oil, her eyes flickered to the younger woman as she slid the lubricated toy into her mouth. She stared at Danielle and kissed her passionately on the lips, drawing her tongue into her soft mouth and sucking gently, a finger traced along the scar beneath her breast and she moaned softly as a hand slid down to the softness between her legs, a moment or two later she parted her legs and slid her mouth to her neck as she shifted slightly.
Panting heavily, she watches as he drops his jeans, and lifting his shorts over his erect penis, lets them fall to the floor; the swollen, purple head is wet and she wonders in a moment of panic how all that will fit inside her tight passage. He looks into her eyes and then grinning, kneels and raising her buttocks off the couch, forces her hands to her lips and begins driving in and out, rubbing his head against her G spot while she massages her lips. Her hand hovered over the phone, fighting the urge to walk out the door and let it go through to the answering machine, a moment later she picked it up and stared blankly at the poster on the wall.