At first, he spent all of his time diddling my clit and playing with my pussy lips.”
“Hey, don’t forget about that sexy little piss-hole mound of yours,” Ray said, as he rubbed his fingertip back and forth against that small, puffed-out, spongy mound of flesh that supports my weird-looking urethral opening. Xxnx And he was!” I quickly agreed with Ray. “Then one night, Art and I finally ended up masturbating each other. What can I say? You’re one wet, little bitch, aren’t you?” Ray loudly remarked, in response to my just having squirted all over his hand, soaking the sheets down between my legs. “But I had no idea just how strongly a guy’s sperm could squirt out, and how far it could fly. I love it when you get nice and wet for me.” And that’s when I felt one of Ray’s fingers slide up
