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With a huff of frustration I gave the door one last half-hearted push, but it was stuck tight. Weighing in at a petite one hundred and five pounds, I didn't stand a chance of muscling it open.

I put my hands on my hips and gave it a pouty look of annoyance. "Hi Neighbor!" came a voice from behind me. "Looks like you're having problems." I gestured helplessly at the stubborn portal as I brushed my long blonde hair back over my ear. "My back door is too tight," I complained, turning in the direction of the voice. A handsome young man grinned at me from across the fence of my small back yard.

"It looks just fine from where I'm standing, but I'd have a take a much closer look to know for sure," he replied with a smile. "Hi, by the way. I've seen you around, but we haven't met. I'm Jack." he said, extending a handshake. "Oh, ah. Hi! I answered. I'm Stephanie. I just moved in a few weeks ago." "So you're locked out?" Jack inquired. "Nah, the front door is unlocked," I replied. "It's just that.

well. it's just frustrating, that's all. Growing up, my Mom would never redhead being hard drilled on the bed my dad come in the back door. He was always asking to, but Mom always told him 'no'. She insisted that going through the back door was uncivilized. Mom was very uptight about appearances. I think he actually got away with sneaking in there once.

But I heard them arguing about it, late at night, and Mom raised such a fuss that he never brought it up again. So anyway, I always promised myself that as soon as I got my own place, anyone was free to use my back door whenever they wanted. And now that I'm out of high school and finally on my own, I've got a back door that's too tight to use! I've tried talking to the landlord about it. But when I asked him real politely to come over and loosen it up for me, his wife got all mad.

I don't think she likes me, and she called me a 'tart' and I don't even know why." I took a deep breath, having blurted all that out in a single rush of frustration. My voice cracked a little bit as I felt my eyes start to water with tears. Jack gave me concerned look. "Well it certainly seems a shame to let a wonderful little back door like yours go unused.

Tell you what, let me get cleaned up, and if you want I can come over and see what I can do to loosen it up for you." I sniffed and wiped a tear from my eye, giving him a hopeful look. Would you? I mean if you wouldn't mind, that would be so great.

I don't want to be a bother, but you look like a guy who might be handy with a tool." Jack gave me a nod of assurance. "No problem. And I got the perfect tool for stubborn back-doors right here." He padded the front pocket of his jeans with his hand. I glanced down and saw an impressive bulge. "Oh.Wow," I remarked. "That sure looks like a really big tool. You carry that around with you everywhere?" "I can't imagine leaving home without it," Jack assured me.

"Never can tell when I might find a damsel in distress who needs something pried open." "Well, that sounds like just what I need! OK. Jack, Right?" I chirped with excitement. "I'll see you in half an hour, OK? You and your big tool? Don't you dare be late!" I added with a wink. Jack gave me a nod, and I waved in reply as I happily skipped off around the corner of the house. I spent the next half hour nervously tidying the place up. Right on time, thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and let him in. "Hi again," I grinned. "Prompt and eager. I like that." "Never keep a lady waiting," Jack replied with a casual smile. I noticed that he couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from my tight cut-off teeshirt.

I stuck my chest out towards him. "You like 'em?" I inquired. "What? Oh, Yeah!

They're looking spectacular! I'm a huge fan, and watch them whenever I get a chance," he replied in reference to the big bold 'LAKERS' logo printed across the front of my shirt. "But ah. anyway, you ready to see what we can do to loosen up that stubborn little back door of yours?" I led him into the kitchen.

"You want any help?" I inquired. "I'd probably just get in the way." "Oh, I insist that you give me a hand," Jack replied. Rare story french lesbian nipple torture fuck off kind of a job for two people, if you know what I mean." I nodded, eager to assist in any way possible.

Then I looked at the door and noticed that I had left the curtains - thin pink red fabric with a lacy white hem - hanging in the back door window. Jack noticed them at the same time. "Hey, they match your shorts!" he remarked. I looked down and giggled. Sure enough, I was wearing the same pink colored shorts with a lacy white hem. "I guess those are in the way?" I inquired. Jack agreed. "Definitely. Here, let me help you pull them down." With his assistance, we quickly had them yanked off.

He put them to his nose and gave a deep sniff. "They smell heavenly," he sighed. "Probably like cream pies," I explained. "Seems like I've always got something simmering in my oven, and the lace just picks up the scent." "Well, its making my mouth water," he replied. "Makes me want to keep them and take them home to enjoy your wonderful smells later on, but I guess I better give 'em back.

Umm. where should I put them?" I giggled, half tempted to let him keep them. But I assumed he was only joking. "You want to just stuff them in my box?" I replied, gesturing towards a cardboard carton on a kitchen chair.

Jack tucked the curtains safely out of the way and looked ready to continue. "OK, so where do you want me?" I inquired, eager to get started. "How about right down here," Jack indicated, putting his hands on my hips to guide me into position. "There you go, just get on your hands and knees and I'll work from behind you." I quickly complied, assuming a kneeling position on the floor. "OK, so what's my job?

You want me to hang on to your tool or something?" "Maybe later, but at first I just need you to hold everything steady," Jack explained. "I'll take care of the rest. You might want to spread your legs a little wider.

And roll your hips up. There you go. See, you got better balance that way." I did as requested. "Wow!" Jack exclaimed. I figured you had a nice looking back door, but now that we've gotten it uncovered, it's just absolutely perfect! And you're right, it sure does look extremely tight to me." I blushed at the compliment. "You want to take a picture?" I teased.

"Could I?" Jack replied. "I mean, I don't want to be weird or anything, but I got some buddies that would just love to see it. They'll be so jealous." "Sure," I answered. "Go ahead. You want me to move?" "Absolutely not!" Jack replied with a chuckle. "You stay right there and give me a big smile." I heard the camera of his cell phone clicking behind me. "I want a couple of close-ups too," he explained, getting the camera lens just inches away.

I heard countless more clicks as Jack took photos from every angle. "You think I could take some more pictures once we manage to get your back door opened up?" He inquired politely. "I'd love to have some photos of it once I'm done with it and we get it gaping wide open." "Sure Jack, whatever you want," I assured him, feeling a sense of pride that he thought my little back door was so pretty that his buddies would want to see all his pictures.

"If they like, they can all come having great blowjob sex with my ex asian gf and try it out, once you get it loosened up." Jack laughed and shook his head.

"Nope. Call me crazy, but I'd like to keep your back door our little secret, if you don't mind." He snapped a few more photos, getting in really close.

Then suddenly he exclaimed, "Oh Hey! What a sweet little pussy you have!" I looked up, and saw my kitty had poked his head into the kitchen, curious of the going-ons. "Oh, that's Cream-Puff. That's my baby. Come on over, Kitty!" "Looks like your pussy is a short-hair," he observed. "You like the look?" I replied. "I keep her trimmed up like that. My next door neighbor Suzy says it makes my pussy look really cute. She lives on the other side of the duplex." "Oh, yeah, I may have bumped into her once or twice," Jack replied.

"I think she might have mentioned something about her having a sweet little pussy too?" "She does!" I replied. "Well, I think my Cream-Puff is a lot sweater, but of course I'm partial, because she's my own little pussy.

But anyway, yeah, Suzy has one of those. ah. well darn, I forget the name for it. But anyway, she's got one of those hairless pussies. She calls mom m and son xxx 'Muffin'." Jack looked intrigued. "I've never seen one of those.

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I mean, sure, in pictures and stuff, but I never met anyone who actually had one. So Suzy's Muffin is completely bare? Does she like shave it, or does she just have a naturally hairless pussy?

"I think it's naturally bare.

She's never like, you know, asked me to help shave her Muffin, but I'm not really sure. I'll ask her and let you know." "That's so cool," Jack remarked. "Do ever, you know, like pet and play with it? Does it feel weird or anything?" "Oh, sure, I pet her little Muffin all the time." I assured him. "And no, it doesn't really feel weird. But you can like see every little fold and wrinkle, and it's all pink, you know?

It's adorable, and I just love her. Anyway, she loves my pussy too. We let them play together. Suzy calls them pussy play dates. They like to rub up against each other.

There's a lot of licking that goes on too. And sometimes some wrestling, but just playful - we don't allow biting or scratching. Hey! When we have another play date, do you want to come over too, and play with both of our pussies at the same time? Then you can see which one you like better." "I'd like that, seeing your Cream-Puff and her bare little Muffin squirming around together," Jack assured me.

"But," he offered in a secretive whisper, russian gang rape uncensored forced bet I'll like your fuzzy little pussy the best." I blushed again and smiled, happy that Jack really seemed to like my pussy.

"So, anyway. you haven't forgotten about my back door, have you?" I reminded him in a teasing tone. "So you still want me down here on my hands and knees?" Jack nodded, and I made it a point to spread my legs and arch my back as he had requested, wanting to do whatever I could to help him out with the project.

"Let me just get out my tool," Jack explained. I glanced around behind me and gave a gasp of surprise. It was much bigger than I had ever imagined. "Oh. gosh! Is that going to fit?" I asked nervously. "It's just that. well, my back door is very, very tight." "Don't worry, I'll be extremely careful," Jack assured me.

"I always start with my fingers, just to be on the safe side." From behind me, he eased his middle finger into the crack of my back door, slowly sliding up and down, exploring. I gasped as he pressed his fingers ever deeper into the crack. "Careful." I urged him with a nervous tremble in my voice. "Go slow." "You're too nervous," he assured me. "Tell you what, let me show you how to do it, and you can start by yourself. That way you'll get a good feel for how it's going to go.

And you can stop anytime you want, OK?" I nodded, biting my lower lip. "OK, give me your hand. There you go. Now take your finger -- I usually use the middle finger -- and just rub it up and down that crack of yours. See? That's not so scary, is it?" I nodded in agreement.

"OK, now find that spot where you can work that finger in. You'll know it when you find it." I gasped in surprise and jerked my head up. Jack grinned at me. "Find the spot I'm talking about?" I nodded eagerly. "OK, now rub around on it. Just go slow and easy. There you go." "Oh. OH!" I replied, zeroing in on the area. "Oh Yeah! I think I got it!" Jack let me work my finger for several minutes, as I swiveled my hips with the effort.

"OK, you're working up some good friction there," he observed. "Now try giving it a little push. It's all very tight in there, so don't try to force it. It will open up on its own once you work it enough." "Like this?" I inquired nervously.

I didn't want to do it wrong and have him think I was silly, or think that I didn't know anything about how to get into my own back door. "You're doing great. Just take your time," he encouraged. "You're going to end up working your entire finger up into that tight little crack by the time you're done." I couldn't imagine getting even the tip of my finger up into my tight little back door crack, but I nodded, hoping I wouldn't disappoint him. Still rubbing in a circle, I stiffened my middle finger and slowly began to apply an ever-increasing pressure.

I started to pant with the effort, but try as I might, I just could not manage to wedge the tip of my finger inside. I groaned in frustration, but Jack had an idea.

"You got anything slippery?" He inquired. "Some lotion, or oil?" I bit my lower lip, thinking. "Oh, there's a bottle of olive oil on the counter. Would that work?" "Absolutely," Jack replied as I grabbed the container.

"Virgin?" he asked. I nodded. "Extra Virgin, actually," I corrected, showing him the label. I settled back down into position, and Jack poured just a small drip of the slippery oil onto my finger. I held it up, seeing it shimmer with a glistening wetness.

Then I eased the well-lubricated fingertip back into the crack of my stubborn back door, looking to find that perfect spot I had discovered earlier. I zeroed in, rubbing and probing, and applied an ever-increasing pressure. Finally I could feel the resistance start to give way. And suddenly the tip of my finger eased right up in there. I wriggled my hips and spread my legs further, remembering to arch my back as Jack had instructed.

"Oh! Jack, I think it's in there! Am I doing it right?" I inquired breathlessly. "Perfect", Jack assured me. "You're a natural at this back door work. You sure you've never done this before?" I blushed at the compliment and assured him that this was my very first time. I pushed harder, trying to impress him. Slowly I worked the length of my finger up into the crack, my chest heaving with excitement. And then I felt the knuckles of my other fingers meet resistance. I had my finger as deep as it would go!

"You're doing great!" Jack encouraged. "Now work it in and out, and twist it around if you can." I eagerly complied, slowly working my finger in and out. I could already feel my back door starting to loosen up, just a little bit. The slippery coating of olive oil was helping a lot. "See how easy that is?" Jack inquired. I nodded and bit my lower lip, twisting my finger back and forth as I was really starting to get the hang of it.

I was even starting to think that I could maybe have done this all on my own, and not bothered Jack with it. But he seemed happy to help out. "OK, that's a good start," he observed, "but let me show you another trick or two." Reluctantly I pulled my finger out of the crack, feeling I was just starting to make good progress.

Jack took the bottle of oil and let a liberal trickle pour right into the crack of my back door. He spread it around, giving ever nook and cranny a wet sheen. The more lubrication, the better," he explained. "Don't worry about getting it smeared around all over the place." I nodded and made a mental note of that useful information.

Jack sure was smart. He put one hand on my back to steady himself. I arched my back and spread my legs a little further. Then Jack slowly slipped his finger into the tight little crack of my back door. Since I had already loosened things up a bit, he easily squeezed his finger in, just as deep as it would go in a smooth, steady effort. I gave a little squeal kianna jayde rides a big stiffy cock nervous excitement.

My petite little girl finger was one thing, but Jack's manly sized finger was a definite step up in size. But to my surprise just slipped right in. "Oh - wow!" he exclaimed. "That is really, really tight in there." I nodded in agreement. "OK, once you get a finger all the way in, bend it over, like this. He demonstrated and I gasped in surprise. With his finger bent over like that, he was able to tug at my impossibly tight little crack, prying it ever further open.

I could feel my back door shudder in response to his expert touch and relentless pressure. Jack twisted his crooked finger back and forth as I swayed on my hands and knees.

A bead of sweat broke out on my forehead as I struggled to keep things steady for him. To my disappointment, much too soon, he pulled his finger back out of my back door crack. Just when we were making such wonderful progress. But then he went back to the task. I grunted in surprise. "Jack, did you just manage to get two fingers in there?" I asked in amazement. "Actually, I got three of 'em stuffed up there, baby." he replied with a grin, slowly twisting them back and forth.

I panted eagerly and wriggled my hips with excitement. I was starting to think that Jack might not even need his tool for this job. I was amazed at how he was doing just by hand. At this rate, we were going to get my tight little back door pried open in no time! Jack slid his fingers from my crack and I was about to protest when I looked back and saw that he taken his massive tool in hand.

"Oh, Jack. I don't know." I pleaded. "I mean, fingers are one thing, but that tool of yours is like a foot long and as big around as my wrist. I don't think my little back door can handle all that." "Relax baby," he assured me in a calming voice. "You'd be surprised how big of a tool even a tight little back door like yours can tolerate." Pettite hot latina fuck hidden spy cam coment for full video quivered in fear, but then nodded in reluctant agreement.

Jack was the expert after all. Who was I to tell him what tool he should or shouldn't use in my back door? "The trick," Jack explained, pressing his tool into my crack, "is to get the tip worked in there.

Once that goes, the rest of it will slide in, lickity-split." Applying pressure, he pressed hard at the tip. My back door crack resisted, even after all the work we had already done by hand. But Jack and I were both determined.

Jack applied another squirt of oil, and it drained down the length of my crack and trickled into a puddle on the floor. Now his huge tool was very slippery and hard to hang on to, but he gripped it tightly and continued to apply relentless pressure. I arched my back as much as I could, and after a few moments of dedicated effort, the rounded tip of his tool suddenly wedged its way in. "Jack! Oh, God! It's. It's in there! I can't believe it!" I gasped, wiggling my hips as I tend to do when I get excited.

Jack nodded with satisfaction. "Now just hold steady there. Don't rush it," he urged. Let's just let everything stretch a bit and get used to the tool being in there." I nodded, eager to get more of that tool up in there. But Jack sounded like he knew his was around tight back doors, so I just held myself steady on my hands and knees, my body quivering with excitement at how well this project was going.

Slowly he started to push. An inch or two of his massive tool slid up into my crack. He held it there for a moment, allowing everything to adjust once again. I could see it was going to be a slow process, but totally worth it. Then he pulled back, until only the tip of his tool was still jammed tightly in my crack. The tool had a flared tip to it, and I began to wonder if it was even possible to pull it entirely back out.

I giggled at the thought of Jack's prized tool being stuck forever anal loving hunk orally pleasures a babe my tight little back door. Since there appeared to be no turning back now, we obviously had to finish the job to completion. Jack pressed forward again, and an easy four inches of his tool disappeared into the depths.

He held himself there, letting the tool do its stretching work. Then pulled back, slowly, building up friction. My tight crack clamped down tight on the embedded tip of his tool, refusing to release it.

After a moment, he pressed forward once again. I could feel his weight on my back, and I pressed backwards to meet him. Eight inches of his tool sunk in. "We doing ok, baby?" he inquired. "Some back doors are about at their limit at this point." "Not mine!" I insisted eagerly, even as a nervous shiver ran through me.

I choked back my fear that his huge tool couldn't possibly penetrate any further. But not getting it all the way up in there at this point would just seem like such a shame. Jack strained as he pulled back, my back door clutching the tool shaft in a viselike grip. The friction building up in my crack was incredible! "Oh! Jack -- it really seems like it's starting to heat things up in there. You can almost feel it burning. Jack nodded in agreement. More oil was applied, and the kitchen began to smell like there was something wonderful simmering in my oven.

He wiped the moisture onto the shaft of his tool. Only the very tip remained embedded as he skimmed his fist up and down the exposed length, giving it a glossy sheen. Then with a deep breath, he slowly pressed forward. The added lubrication seemed to help a lot, and I could sense that he had no intention of stopping this time. I pressed myself backwards in an effort to help. A squeal of enthusiasm escaped my lips as our combined efforts created a smooth, steady busty chicks sucking and riding his cock that didn't stop until the full length of Jack's shaft was fully embedded in my crack.

He and I were both panting with the effort. "That's. that's the whole thing, all the way up in there, right Jack?" Sex rajwep sex storys com gril sleeping in home funking gasped. He nodded, breathing heavily. Leaving his shaft fully embedded, he worked it around in a lazy circle. I could sense my tight little crack quivering as it was strained to its very limits.

"We're not going to damage anything, are we?" I whispered in a fearful tone. "Relax, baby," he assured me. "A back door like yours is built to take this and plenty more. Trust me, we're going to get things loosened up nice and easy. Now spread your legs a little wider. there you go, and arch that back for me as much as you can." I felt a little subconscious but I did as he requested, and it did seem to help a little.

Slowly Jack withdrew the length of his massive shaft, and then gently pressed the tool back in to its limits. It seemed to go even deeper up the crack this time, but that was probably just my imagination. He pulled back again, and my nervousness began to fade, realizing what a talented craftsman Jack was. A little yelp of surprise escaped my lips as Jack's tool popped completely free of my back door.

I cried out in frustration, hoping he could quickly get it back in there. But then as he reinserted the tip of his tool, I realized that he had done it on purpose. "Oh, Stephanie, that's really beginning to gape open nicely!" he exclaimed. He pushed the tip of his tool in and out of the opening in rapid succession, seeming very pleased with the progress.

Then he popped the tip back in and ever so expertly drove the entire length of the massive tool shaft fully up into the crack. And then he fell into a steady rhythm, slowly picking up speed. Back and forth he stroked his giant tool. Frequently he pulled it out of my crack entirely, then squeezed it right back in. I noticed that every time he did that, it went in easier and easier, until he could push hurny girl hard fuk mature massive tool up my back door crack with hardly any resistance at all.

"We're getting it loosened up now!" he exclaimed curly woman fucked in mesh body excitement.

Suddenly I realized that my fuzzy little pussy was feeling neglected and desperately demanded attention. I reached down and began to pet my little Cream-Puff, and I could feel her begin to purr. I had never felt her purr like this before, and she seemed to want a really hard and frantic rubbing.

I could feel my little pussy quiver with excitement, and then, without warning my Cream-Puff suddenly gushed a big, wet puddle onto the kitchen floor. I shrieked in surprise! "Oh Jack! I'm so sorry! I swear, my little pussy has never made a mess like that before!" I felt a blush of red creeping up my face.

"It's totally cool, Baby," he assured me, never missing a stroke. "Some pussies will do that when they get really excited. Your little Cream-Puff is just all worked up with all the activity going on back here." I nodded in relief that he was so understanding, and kept petting my purring pussy. She gave another squirt on the floor, and then one more before she seemed temporarily satisfied.

Jack didn't bbw white and bbw black! filthy orgy with anal pen! tube porn seem to notice. He was furiously pounding away at my back door and was totally into his work.

I could feel my back door shuddering and trembling almost continuously, and I could swear the vibrations were quivering through my entire body. I could sense Jack starting to shake also. The poor dear -- I was really working him hard. I would have to cook him dinner or something to make up for all his effort.

"I'm gonna. augh. gonna shoot some oil up. oh. up into that tight little crack of yours!" he warned. I wriggled my hips, thinking that sounded like a really, really good idea. Jack let out a groan, and with his tool fully jammed into the depths of crack, he launched a spray of hot oil! Oh. My. Gawd! It seemed like he coated everything up in there!

He just pumped and gushed spurt after spurt of his oil. I guess other people might have complained that it was just WAY too much, but I giggled with satisfaction as it jetted up into every last little nook and cranny of my quivering back door. I thought he was never going to stop, and he sure was energetic about it.

Hot oil squirted out of the overstuffed crack, splattering onto the floor and mixing with the puddle of a mess that my excited little pussy had just made. Jack stuffed his tool back in deep, and it vibrated like a tuning fork as he pumped another huge load of slippery fluid.

There was no place left for it all to go, and it just poured out from around his embedded tool shaft, draining onto the floor in a thick, steady stream.

Then finally, with a groan, he shuddered with exhaustion, breathing deeply. He left his tool fully jammed up in the crack for several moments, and then eased the slippery shaft out of my back door with a wet, slurping sound. A satisfied and exhausted giggle burst from my lips.

Jack had done it! My back door was gaping wide open. It was a mess of course, with all the goo he had sprayed all over, but that could be cleaned up easily enough. A warm summer breeze blew across the threshold of my newly opened portal, and it felt so incredibly good. I heard Jack's camera phone clicking away, and I remembered that I had promised him all the pictures cute babe frowns at cock sextury and hardcore wanted once we got my back door fully opened up.

"Oh Jack!" I protested. "Let me at least clean up the mess first! All your oil everywhere, and that big puddle my pussy made on the floor." But Jack insisted he wanted pictures of everything just like it was.

He said it made it look more like a serious project that way. I smiled and nodded in agreement. After he was done, he and I looked at the pictures on his phone, and they all turned out really well. I told him that his buddies were going to be really impressed with his work, but he humbly insisted that things wouldn't have turned out nearly so well without my help.

Suddenly my phone rang, and on shaky legs I got up to answer it. It was my friend Suzy from next door. She had apparently heard all the commotion through the thin walls that separated our apartments, and wondered what was going on. She said all the odd noises had sent her little pussy Muffin into quite an excited state.

I explained that my new friend Jack and I had been working hard on loosening up my tight back door, and she seemed very interested. We chatted for a few minutes more, and then I hung up. "That was your neighbor next door?" Jack inquired. I nodded, and then looked down, nervously biting my lower lip. "What's the matter?" Jack inquired. "Well, I. ah. I kind of told her about the wonderful job you did here," I hesitantly admitted.

"And. well. it turns out that Suzy said she has the exact same problem with her back door also. Oh Jack, I'm sorry, but I.I kind of promised her that you might be able to fix her up too, since sienna west and trina michaels wanted some cocks did such a wonderful job with mine.

But I can call her back and tell her 'no' though. I really shouldn't have made any promises without asking you first." Jack laughed. "It's dounload free xxx shemail story problem at all, really.

We can go over there right now, if you want." I let out a huge sigh of relief and rushed to give him a hug. "Jack, you're just the best guy ever! And Suzy even offered to make you dinner. She an absolutely fabulous cook! She said she's already got a buttered biscuit waiting for you. You're gonna love her biscuit, Jack.

It's all hot and steamy, and all gooey on the inside. You'll just absolutely eat it all up and be begging for more!" Jack grinned. "I've never turned down the offer of a hot steamy biscuit. Sure, I say let's head on over there and you and I can dig in." "Oh, Jack, I couldn't," I replied. "I feel absolutely stuffed. You'll have to eat my butter-biscuit too, if you don't mind." Jack nodded eagerly and assured me that he wouldn't mind that at all. I reached down and snatched up my kitty.

"Come on, Cream-Puff. We're going to go visit your little friend, Muffin!

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Oh, Jack, come over here and feel my little pussy. She's slow motion japanese mom son starting to purr because she knows what's coming! I'm so excited. I know we talked about getting my Cream-Puff and her Muffin together for you to play with, but I didn't think it would happen so soon! Come on Jack, hurry! Let's get over there and get our pussy-party started!" Jack smiled and delicately put two fingers into my box, pulling out the pink and lacy material.

"Err. Aren't you forgetting something?" he said with an amused smirk. "What? Oh. those" I replied with a disregarding wave. "Just leave those here, Jack. You can help me put them back on later. If the neighbors want to peek in, I say let 'em get a good look. I'll bet Suzy has hers off by now too, so we'll at least match with both our backsides completely bare." And then Jack and I hurried over, already making plans on how all three of us were going to be able to work on Suzy's back door together, while keeping a pair of rambunctious pussies entertained at the same time.

That turned out to be quite an adventure in itself, but that's a story for another day.