Now asian I’ve had my share of sexual encounters, but none with this much intensity. I wanted to take it up one more notch at about three fourths of the way but when I did so the pressure hit my body like a bat, causing me to drop the remote and pushing the switch to the max. My body was convulsing and my moans of pleasure escaped my mouth as I began screaming with pleasure. I was now rocking up and down on my toy joystick as it struck every nerve within my system. When I finally came it felt as if Hiroshima exploded between my legs. My body was thrown forward as fluid spirt out from in between my leg and down the sides of my Sybian. My body fell forward and I did my best to reach the japanese remote with my finger tip and finally was able to turn it off. I laid still, hunched over my horse back in a state of paralysis. I tried several times to remove my body from the impaled devise but came up short each time the head reached my entrance, only to drop back down on top. After about thirty minutes past I finally gained enough strength to remove myself from this enchanted stranger. I stood up on wobbling legs, fell to the couch, and covered myself with my thin silk robe, only to fall asleep in a fetal position. Good night to me! My weekend went by pretty japan smoothly, but rather quick with exercise and of course playing horsey on my Sybian. When Monday rolled around I went through my normal mourning routine and prepared for work. It looked to be a beautiful day outside so I decided to wear a thin cream colored sun dress with orange sunflowers on it. I also decided to wear my curly hair down, wow I looked like a brand new person and felt massage like it to. I smiled in the mirror as I glanced over my figure, admiring my curves. I also grabbed my orange tinted glasses and headed out the door feeling like sun was following me through the halls. “Man the Sybian is really putting a number on me,” I was feeling great! When I arrived at my office my phone rang and I heard Mike on the other side of the line. “Good mourning beautiful,” he said in a deep voice that could rip panties off of most women. Mourning Mike, are we still on for lunch today. “Definitely he churned, but I have a couple of client information I have to send over to you that needs to be ran through before we go.” No problemo, just send them over and I'll get them knocked out for you. Most of my mourning consisted of speaking on the phone with clients, I had one guy, I swear he thinks I’m some sort of call girl or something and maybe using fetish me just for his satisfaction. “Whoa! “Like watching Jean Pierre licking my cunt baby? I stayed down there and feasted on her sweet tasting pussy. Don’t worry, it was totally my idea.” That knot in my stomach was getting bigger still. The football team would join her. “Yes!” I screamed into the lesbian's shaved twat. “Do you taste that slight saltiness, that warm and thick liquid filling your mouth? Why are you looking at me and those bottles?” "Thank you Mistress" I croaked then yelped as I felt the cold sting of gel massage being applied to my anal star. "Have you got actual boys and girls?" he asked. Sarah smiled wide and led Hank out the door. Thinking about Fallon did nothing to ease the throbbing in his groin. "Ok, ok, just give me a moment." She went asian on that it was actually related to her PhD and warned me that she would be busy most of japan the week, both teaching japanese and working towards her doctorate. "Hey, don't forget about me," James said jokingly while his sister peppered his face and neck with wet fetish kisses. Poseidon - god of the sea, brother of Zeus