As if she could read my thoughts, Claire picked up the mallet that had been the substitute dildo, and re-inserted it. xxx sex let me go! Then I put my hand on her back, swiftly undoing her bra, and ordered her in a no-nonsense tone of voice not to move. Now, I should tell you that we don’t often play games of restraint, at the most enjoying a bit of light bondage sometimes for a spicy change. So, with no more ceremony or foreplay, I gripped her firmly above the hips, lined the knob of the plastic dildo up and plunged it into her, all the way home so that the backplate gave a firm smack against her buttocks. ‘Yes?’, I enquired. ‘Babe, look what I found at the back of the garage,’ she said. After that, the other arm and the ankles were quick and easy, and I slowly pulled the mallet handle out of my vagina – getting quite a delicious sensation as I did so. Instead, she stood at my feet, looking up between my spread-open legs, with an expression of lustful glee. – FUCK, YES, NOW!!! I was riding a wave of lust and excitement, and I lost all restraint, giving her a harder, faster fucking than we ever usually do (and doing her doggy-style is one of my favourites, her ass is just so neat).
