Yeah, we’re on. xxx She didn’t even warn him this time, just oozing out a third taste, not bitter like the one hole, or musky and sour like the other, tart, salty. Even if it was late.”
“This late?”
“Who knows?” Jane was dialing. Have to get calibrated.”
“You couldn’t practice on a pillow?”
“I supposed so.” Another swat, on her navel. But even that didn’t help. Seven? Have to get calibrated.”
“You couldn’t practice on a pillow?”
“I supposed so.” Another swat, on her navel. It felt really, really wild, so tight, so hot, fighting her intrusion. Remember?”
“Oh, yeah. “See? No I got some.”
“Kids are asleep.” Which proved not to be quite true. Six inch insertable. Before he released her he kissed her, plunging his tongue to taste what he had thrust into her, her shit, his cum, and she was forcing her tongue into him.
