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While Amy's pussy was almost too tight when we had met, she was more like average now.During this time, we had gotten engaged. I had also gotten a promotion, which meant more money, but also more travel. By now, we would use the big toy once or sometimes twice per week, and with a decent warm-up the toy was no problem for Amy to fuck. This was another one of those turning points. I had always encouraged Amy to masturbate as much as possible, and now suggested that she take the time to pleasure herself while I was traveling. We had reached the point where we stretched her pussy in some fashion every time we had sex, and now she was now stretching it all by herself when I was away. I would always make sure Amy's pussy was well stretched when she would orgasm. As time went on, I started to noticed that Amy's pussy was getting looser, and would learn she had become a pro at taking this big toy. I don't really think she was permanently looser, it's probably more due to the fact that. “Yes” it was almost like she said that for real, rather then in her dream, as the tongue that had been driving her wild with its methodical and slow flicks and caresses began to drive into her more forcefully. The tip getting deeply into her pussy and lapping at the offered wetness of her arousal.Another groan came forth from Jennifer’s throat as the tongue worked within her tight pussy, the breath on her clit adding ever more to the pleasure. Her whole body was shaking now and tight. She could feel the orgasm building to a crescendo, the music it would bring exquisite.“Hmm, yes!” she groaned as she felt her dream lover move, their face lifting slightly and the attention of their tongue moving with it. Now she felt the wetness rub against her clit. The little nub throbbed and sent electricity through her, the burning desire emanating from her crotch making her whole body catch fire.If this was just a dream she never wanted to wake up from it. The tongue that had licked so expertly.
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He also said that he had to have me immediately and suggested we go upstairs to one of the many guest rooms. I became very embarrassed at the thought of having sex in somebody else's house. John got me another drink and talked me into sneaking upstairs. We decided I would go first and wait in the second room on the right. After going upstairs and knocking gently I found the room to be empty except for a huge king sized bed and more furniture than in our entire apartment.I sat on the bed and finished my drink. I was incredibly nervous and could hear other people and couples walking by the door on there way to the coat room or bathrooms. After about 15 minutes the door opened slightly and John sneaked in. I started to explain how nervous I was but then John put his finger to his bear mask and hushed me. He quickly stepped up to me and began fondling my breast. In no time at all he had them out of my costume as his bear claws rubbed against them. I slid the bottoms of the ballerina.

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