We couldn’t have asked for a better treat than viewing all your Halloween goodies, but three costumes stood out in particular. Congratulations to the very creative Halloweiners, and happy Halloween to all!
I let my body slip into its familiar curves and I’m instantly taken back to a particular night about a month ago, when Master used the Flip-Stage as a riser for the Esse. He said it was an early birthday present for me, a extra reward for my steady progress as his pet.
She felt his right hand with fingers spread wide squeeze into her hip as he moved matching his body to hers. The warmth of his skin felt so awakening against her exposed body she almost didn’t notice the warmer feeling as he thrust deeply finally burying his cock into her waiting wetness.
“Let me introduce you to my mother, my twin sister, and my best friend is the one filming.” The only brunette in group lowered the camera, and all four of them smiled. Then they all looked at him like he was dinner.
As she sits up she notices me standing in the cracked doorway. She gives me a devilish grin and slowly walks toward the door. Man, she’s fucking beautiful all naked and glistening. I’m sure she’s going to slam it in my face but instead, she opens the door and pulls me by my tie to the Esse.
I squeezed my wife's breasts as I thrust. Maggie moaned and I moved to pinch her tits. I tugged on them, as Peg reached around me and started pinching my own nipples in time with her thrusts.
The Barcelona Collar was buckled around my neck then an Oxballs Cockring snapped tight at the base of my throbbing shaft and balls—but wait a minute. If Jenn was holding my wrists, who was applying the gear? I was then led around the room and nudged down onto all fours. My wrists and ankles were secured to the Black Label Center Stage.
So I found myself sitting in our SUV, eagerly (and moistly) anticipating our Halloween. My husband had been inside our house long after he’d sent me out the door. Knowing what we could be doing didn’t make me patient. Finally, I saw the downstairs light flick off. In the doorway, beneath the yellow glow of the porch light, I saw a shape. More specifically, I saw THE shape. The B. Except, my husband was wearing it.
She leans over and whispers, "Here's your first surprise", as I feel her thumb slowly slip inside me. I almost lose it but she reminds me, "Now don't you cum yet" as she continues to slowly fuck me in the ass with her thumb, teasing my cock with her other hand, squeezing the head, using her nails just as I like. It’s getting harder and harder to hold back
I swallowed hard and tried to concentrate. My body ached to be full. I wrapped my lips around his cock. My need fueled my movement. I dove into sucking and licking his cock with a ferocity that he matched against my pussy. I bucked into his face, riding his tongue, my body following his moves.
You're not alone sister! I always thought why should I novices jerk him off when he's been doing this forever. When my man expressed his wishes of a HJ I informed him of my incompetence, and he showed me how he likes to touch himself and I followed suit; he likes his foreskin pulled over his head...
