Abby and the ceo - S01 E61

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E61

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 61

When he came in my mouth, his cock was in my throat. I felt the pulse preceding his climax but risked holding it in my throat as the first spurt went directly down my throat. I pulled back gasping, some cum escaping my mouth as he delivered the next spurt. It was another first and very exciting.

I was still licking his cock in a more idle manner as the movie ended with a climactic ending of Mr. C cumming on the face and tits of the actress. Mrs. C never stopped playing with my pussy the entire time and had three fingers jammed inside. She grabbed the remote with her free hand and the screen went dark.

"Bend over the coffee table. It's your turn, Abby." He just came. What did she have in mind now? As I took the position she requested, my bare ass pointed at her and knees spread wide in preparation of what I still wasn't sure. "This is something I've wanted to try for quite a while now. And, think only a slut can manage it. You are a slut, aren't you, dear? You are our slut?" I nodded. Even more confused of what she was intending. But, as ever, ready, willing, and trusting in her as much as I was in him.

I felt her fingers return to my dripping pussy. She shifted to her knees behind me and it soon felt like three fingers were again moving in and out. I glanced back over my right shoulder and found her intent on what she was doing, her eyes fixed on her fingers moving in my pussy. I noted Mr. C stroking his limp cock in his hand.

Then, she shifted and added another finger, four fingers moving inside me, opening me wider and, with all the manipulation while I sucked Mr. C, those four fingers moved easily in and out as my pussy opened more.

Her fingers came out. When they returned, they felt bigger. That was when it hit me. Fisting. She wanted to put her hand inside me. God. I should never explored porn sites with her far ideas.

I felt her opening my pussy wider and wider as she worked her fingers in to the knuckles at her hand. I groaned as my head sagged and dropped to the tabletop. "Oh fuck..." I moaned.

"Almost there just a little bit.."

And she was in. Or, rather, her hand was fully inside with a sudden push through like janming a ball or apple up inside. At one moment I was being stretched wider and wider, a feeling of intense stretching, then the stretching feeling gone but feeling stuffed. Her hand inside me! What a slut! The office truly had opened a world unknown, unexpected, unanticipated to me.

"I did it!" she exclaimed from behind me as I leaned over the tabletop gasping. "Look, Joel" Her excitement at achieving it drew a boisterous laugh from him.

"I think, dear, the wonder is that she managed it without screaming."

Mrs. C giggled as her hand began moving inside me. She opened her fingers and wiggled them as her hand turned and rotated inside my pussy, her fingertips stroking the walls in every direction. She pushed deeper and I felt her fingers at my cervix. I gasped as a fingertip caressed the tight opening before bumping that spot only Mr. C had reached, another erotic spot located at the cervix. I moaned as she probed, hitting that spot over and over. Then, I felt a finger probe the cervix opening, pressing at it, rotating, and pressing. I moaned more as I felt the opening giving and her finger continue to probe and press.

"Ohhhh... Goddddddd.... what are you... OHHHH FUCCKKI

Her finger gained entrance, slipping just the tip past the opening. My breath escaped me as her fingertip flexed. She pressed harder and more finger passed in before she pulled part way out and pressed by in.

"Joe," I heard her say as I gasped and moaned, "I'm fucking her cervix.

"That's why she's moaning so much."

Something bumping my forehead, nose, and eyes. I opened eyes to find a very hard, massive hard-on. I raised my face with an open mouth dutifully and it passed through my lips into my mouth to the entry of my throat. I hand in my pussy, a finger in my cervix, and a massive cock in my throat. I couldn't concentrate on any particular stimulation as they each seemed to overwhelm each other for attention.

"I have an idea, Joe," she commented as if she was about to suggest something for dinner.

I felt him lean over my back, his cock driving a bit further into my throat in the process. Whispers were exchanged and, though were just above me, I registered none of it as my body was building to an explosion point.