Rachel massaged Toby’s tongue between her amateur full lips, whilst tickling the tip with her tongue. For five minutes their tongues fought a battle for supremacy. panties Meanwhile Toby had continued to stroke her leg with the gun, running the cold metal along her thigh, gently gliding it over her smooth legs. He ran it all the way up to her hip, then back down to her knee; and then stroked slightly further inside until the base of the gun was running along her very inner thigh. Like a snail it slowly inched up her leg. Rachel’s legs started to bounce in anxious anticipation. Finally the cold metal came into contact with her labia causing her to gasp and pull away. Toby placed his free hand on the back of her neck and pulled her back to him until he felt her soft lips on his again. As they kissed he started to stroke her pussy with the gun shaft. She gasped as the cold metal pulled the heat out of her. She had started nibbling on Toby’s bottom lip and he had a slight inkling she was enjoying herself. Toby slid his hand along her neck and down the front of her coat giving her breast a squeeze through the thick fabric. Before sliding his hand lower. He unbuttoned the bottom button of the coat and pulled it apart, at the same time withdrawing the gun and his lips away from her. He looked down at her beautifully exposed fanny; lightly covered by a brown bush; it was well groomed but he still wasn't a fan. Reluctantly Toby pulled his eyes away from her pussy and Toys looked at her face; which was staring back at him expectantly. "Where to?" She asked her hands clutching the steering wheel. "Oh!" Toby said remembering where he was and the situation. "Your house!" "My house?" She questioned "Is that a problem?" He asked pointing the gun at her head. "No...” Rachel replied in fear. It was though. What did he want to do there? Why her house? In a way the fact that he was using her stuff, her car, her house was scaring her even more. It seemed like he didn’t care, and wasn’t scared of being masturbation caught, she felt so helpless. “Other than my boyfriend will be there." She said as an afterthought, "and if we go anywhere else he will wonder where I am and call the police." Toby just laughed. "You don't have a boyfriend. Everyone knows that you’re too focused on your career to have a relationship. I MILF overheard you last week by the coffee machine saying exactly that." Her head dropped. "Nice try though. Now let's go back to yours and no more funny business." Solo Rachel sighed and then put the car into gear and setting off. “If someone were to accuse me of setting you up to kiss me like Toys this I would plead guilty. “She insisted,” protested Mjoll. With a giggle, my wife stepped into it, her dark-red hair sweeping about her shoulders. Yes, like that.” Beside me, I could hear the resigned and terrified whimpers of Fantasia, but I couldn’t see her. “What? You press your buttocks back against me hard trying to get some relief. “Sheeeez.” “Fuck yes Ronda. He growled as MILF she lolled her head panties loosely, still recovering. The strain makes me gasp, and that Solo triggers terror like I’ve never felt before. She was going to die when they hatched and ate their way out of her. My breasts jiggled as I squirmed. I gave him my password to my cloud account with all the edited videos and pictures of Colleen and amateur Sheila. The masturbation right words don't come out -- I'm sure he hates me now! And his erection – she bit her lower lip.