Back Seat Fucking Gallery


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“No more outbursts, please,” Barbara informed her calmly. Dana
looked up at her, but saw that she was not kidding. She turned her head
to look at Jimmy, but he was hidden behind the camera. Now she felt a
slight bit of fear, but pushed it back down and concentrated harder on
doing what she was told. Still in the back of her mind she wasn’t ready
to give over complete control. The woman next to her bed, though, was
no longer perky Barbara her new neighbor, but was a masked director
taking control. The cool smile couldn’t hide the burning in those eyes
behind the mask.
At the insistent prodding of the vibrator she forced her cheeks apart
as far as they would go to take it inside her. The juices were flowing
liberally from her cunt down onto the stiff shaft, lubricating it more
as it moved slowly in and out of her hole. The probing item was moving
slowly, and she wanted it faster, but she didn’t dare increase the tempo
on her own initiative.