covered the stage and the area surrounding it. And in the center of the raised platform sat a massive phallus sculpted from ice.
Sally drew Shane closer as a naked, masked woman with long, powder blue curls approached the sculpture. She danced a sinuous dance around it, bending or dipping to her knees every so often to stroke or lick the effigy. Drums boomed out from speakers somewhere in the room and the woman’s hips rocked in time to the beat.
After she circled the phallus once more, she approached it and embraced the statue with both hands. She ran her palms up its transparent, sleek sides. She lapped at its carved glans then spread her mouth around its impressive girth to suck.
Sally grew wet just watching her seductive performance. And, as if the woman could read her desire, she drifted off the stage and sashayed her way over to Sally. She held out a hand clad in a sequined, powder blue glove. Sally looked at Shane, who smiled wide and nodded. So she took the woman’s hand and let herself be led away.
The woman stopped at the single stair leading to the stage. She turned to Shane and beckoned with her finger. He wasted no time joining the elusive lady and his lover on the platform.
The woman made them stand completely still while she peeled off their clothes with agonizing slowness. As she did this, she licked, stroked, nipped, and suckled at erogenous zones. Soon Sally was so horny the blood sounded like a rushing river in her ears as it pumped furiously through her veins.
Then, with a giggle, the woman flit away, but she took Sally’s hand, leading her closer to the ice sculpture phallus. With a hand, she motioned for Shane to wait. He wasn’t allowed to approach just yet. Instead, the fae-like woman led Sally in a sexy dance around the sculpture.
Then the woman offered up the gigantic dildo, like she was offering a gift to a newfound lover. She wrapped her arms around Sally from behind, embracing her as she pressed her tight against the cold, wet statute. The masked woman rocked her hips against Sally’s ass, making Sally jut her pelvis forward too. She let out a groan-gasp when her clit slid up the icy, slick surface.
The woman traced the shell of her ear with a skilled tongue. This masked lover squeezed her tits then rolled and teased her nipples. All the while, the woman continued to make her masturbate with the statue by rubbing her sex against it. Sally shuddered and came quickly from the combination of fire and ice stimulation.
That was when the masked woman allowed Shane to join their performance. As he approached, Sally noticed a crowd had gathered around the stage to watch them. Some murmured encouragement, and some even clapped when she writhed and moaned in the throes of orgasm. She blushed and the heat of humiliation filled her. But this sense of shame warred with a sense of exhilaration, of complete and total sexual freedom. She’d never felt so alive and frightened all at once in her life, and a part of her wished this night would never end.
The masked woman guided her over the ice phallus while she motioned for Shane to get behind. Slowly, this strange lady helped her ease down onto the frigid shaft. Her pussy clenched tight as the rock hard coldness entered it. She gasped and curled her hips forward, making the icy slickness lick her cunt walls with frozen fire. The sensation stirred a pleasure / pain she wanted to reject at first, but welcomed as she found enjoyment in the challenge.
The woman walked around front of her and dropped to her knees, as if she were praying to a goddess and her consort. Her tongue flit out and skipped over her lover’s clit. The hot stroke of tongue coupled with the icy thrusts inside her nearly made Sally come right then and there again.
The woman took a break from eating pussy only long enough to wordlessly position Shane. She heard whispers, and then throaty groans, and she had a feeling she knew exactly what their masked lover was telling her man to
Sally drew Shane closer as a naked, masked woman with long, powder blue curls approached the sculpture. She danced a sinuous dance around it, bending or dipping to her knees every so often to stroke or lick the effigy. Drums boomed out from speakers somewhere in the room and the woman’s hips rocked in time to the beat.
After she circled the phallus once more, she approached it and embraced the statue with both hands. She ran her palms up its transparent, sleek sides. She lapped at its carved glans then spread her mouth around its impressive girth to suck.
Sally grew wet just watching her seductive performance. And, as if the woman could read her desire, she drifted off the stage and sashayed her way over to Sally. She held out a hand clad in a sequined, powder blue glove. Sally looked at Shane, who smiled wide and nodded. So she took the woman’s hand and let herself be led away.
The woman stopped at the single stair leading to the stage. She turned to Shane and beckoned with her finger. He wasted no time joining the elusive lady and his lover on the platform.
The woman made them stand completely still while she peeled off their clothes with agonizing slowness. As she did this, she licked, stroked, nipped, and suckled at erogenous zones. Soon Sally was so horny the blood sounded like a rushing river in her ears as it pumped furiously through her veins.
Then, with a giggle, the woman flit away, but she took Sally’s hand, leading her closer to the ice sculpture phallus. With a hand, she motioned for Shane to wait. He wasn’t allowed to approach just yet. Instead, the fae-like woman led Sally in a sexy dance around the sculpture.
Then the woman offered up the gigantic dildo, like she was offering a gift to a newfound lover. She wrapped her arms around Sally from behind, embracing her as she pressed her tight against the cold, wet statute. The masked woman rocked her hips against Sally’s ass, making Sally jut her pelvis forward too. She let out a groan-gasp when her clit slid up the icy, slick surface.
The woman traced the shell of her ear with a skilled tongue. This masked lover squeezed her tits then rolled and teased her nipples. All the while, the woman continued to make her masturbate with the statue by rubbing her sex against it. Sally shuddered and came quickly from the combination of fire and ice stimulation.
That was when the masked woman allowed Shane to join their performance. As he approached, Sally noticed a crowd had gathered around the stage to watch them. Some murmured encouragement, and some even clapped when she writhed and moaned in the throes of orgasm. She blushed and the heat of humiliation filled her. But this sense of shame warred with a sense of exhilaration, of complete and total sexual freedom. She’d never felt so alive and frightened all at once in her life, and a part of her wished this night would never end.
The masked woman guided her over the ice phallus while she motioned for Shane to get behind. Slowly, this strange lady helped her ease down onto the frigid shaft. Her pussy clenched tight as the rock hard coldness entered it. She gasped and curled her hips forward, making the icy slickness lick her cunt walls with frozen fire. The sensation stirred a pleasure / pain she wanted to reject at first, but welcomed as she found enjoyment in the challenge.
The woman walked around front of her and dropped to her knees, as if she were praying to a goddess and her consort. Her tongue flit out and skipped over her lover’s clit. The hot stroke of tongue coupled with the icy thrusts inside her nearly made Sally come right then and there again.
The woman took a break from eating pussy only long enough to wordlessly position Shane. She heard whispers, and then throaty groans, and she had a feeling she knew exactly what their masked lover was telling her man to
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