Magic Glove

The Magic Glove II By Alisha

We were allotted a bath attached room with double bed . The roof was very high and wooden paneled for resisting heat. The bed was made of heavy teak and most of the decorations were of antique designs and expensive. The tourist department maintained the guesthouse, which is infamous for their incompetence and lack of hospitality. Fortunately our room was comfortably furnished and cleaned, as our previous occupant was some higher government official. There was a large mirror made of Belgium glass and I looked at my image in the mirror. I could see the whole room from viewing the mirror. I found myself very attractive and guessed the mirror quality was behind it. Then an object caught my eyes, it was a fine pair of leather gloves placed in the small cupboard attached with the large bed. For each side of the bed there were two small cupboards. There was an ice basket placed just on the right side with lot of fresh ice cubes normally used to serve champagne. In the left cupboard two glasses and porcelain jug was placed. In the right side cupboard was a glass bottle to keep water and another pair of glasses. The glove was in the compartment below the first draw. I took it from the cupboard; it was a sparingly used one. The gloves were jet black and it was a handmade one. The stitches were so perfect and it was obvious that it was a piece of great artwork and passionate labour. I could not distinguish whether it is for gents or ladies. The inside of the glove was having some fibre like wool, which gave warmth to our hands. I inserted my hand in one of them and found it made just to suit my hands. I put those gloves in both of my hands and tried a boxing punch at my image on the mirror. There were Velcro straps to attach the gloves with our wrists. I just loved the feeling of having those fine pair of gloves on my hands. The previous occupant of the room might have forgotten it, I decided to mention about it to the manager. It sure was an expensive one, I looked for its label or manufacture. I was surprised to find a worn label inscribed in gothic letters bearing the name of some company at Liverpool and the year inscribed was 1898.

Perhaps it might have been a joke to print a label in 19th century in a fine pair of new gloves. The fresh smell of leather was still inside the gloves. When I tried to remove them I felt it difficult to remove. It was like the gloves didn't want me to remove them. I put them on the same place. Just then my companion emerged from the bathroom after washing her face. She asked me about the rent of the room. I replied her not to worry and told her that my husband's infantry division might take care of that. I hinted her that perhaps it was offered free of charges to us. She was relieved and gave me a smile of gratitude. She told me that she belonged to a moderate family and she was trying badly for getting a teacher job. She had graduated from a college at Madras and just completed a teacher's training course. Her name was Veena Iyer, which gave me a clue that she belong to an orthodox community and most probably a vegetarian. I asked her if she had a bath, she said that she just washed her face. Then I offered to have some coffee outside and refresh later. She agreed and we locked the room.

When we stepped outside to the corridor our adjacent room was also opened and an elder pair of a man with a great moustache and his wife about 40 years emerged out. The man obviously was an army man from his haircut. The lady was most probably a Punjabi with good height, plump body and sleeveless blouses showing her long and fleshy biceps. She had enormous breasts behind her sky blue blouse and light blue sary with full of big flower prints. She had applied a good amount of lipstick on her full lips and she emitted a 'Kiss Me' message to everyone around. She had wide big eyes and a lot of mascara had been applied to them. They passed us when we were busy locking the room and we could smell the strong perfume the lady used. My companion grinned at me and we followed the couple to the lobby. The man was walking with an elegance and discipline of an army man with shining shoes. The lady was walking like an elephant with her marvelous buttocks swaying sideways and the man was finding it difficult to adjust with the slow pace of her. What caught our attention was the swaying of her fat buttocks in her chiffon sary. I wondered whether she had worn a panty as there was no trace of it when her buttocks moved up and down as if a wet grinder is working. Her swaying buttocks attracted Veena also. She was suppressing her laugher and she looked at me for support. I gave a pinch to her arms and put my finger on my lips indicating to behave decently.

When we reached the lobby, there was a short signboard indicating a restaurant. When we entered the restaurant the couple had already taken their seat. We too took another table and ordered coffee and sandwiches. They brought two pieces of bread soaked in butter, egg white and then fried, along with a silver jug full of coffee. The coffee was excellent and we asked them about dinner. They told that dinner would be served to our rooms if we order it then. I read the menu and could not find anything interesting or familiar. It was full of North Indian dishes which I was not familiar. Then we talked each other to decide menu, but both of us were confused. Then the Punjabi lady guessed our difficulty and came to our table and introduced herself as Sandy Dillon. She guessed that we were South Indians and offered her assistance to select the menu. She asked whether we were veg or non-veg. Veena told she was vegetarian but did not mind eggs. I too decided to go for an egg based diet. The woman ordered about five dishes and offered us to have some wine with them at their room. Her husband was a Major and he was keeping busy with his cigar smoking. We thanked her for her help and retired to our room.

There was nothing much to do. I had no way to contact my husband without help of the military camp, so I took a book and started to read. But I could not concentrate on it, I looked at my roommate. Veena was arranging her luggage, she took a worn our jeans and a new T-shirt and her toilet accessories. She was planning for a bath. She looked at me and giving a shy smile went inside the bathroom and bolted the door.

I was bit frustrated by her move, I expected her to change dress before me. But she disappeared to the bath. There was nothing to do and the boredom inspired my sexual desires. I was craving for an orgasm, I rubbed my thighs together and pulled my nipples through the dress. I put my hands inside my dress and scratched at my armpits and smelled. I felt intoxicated with my own perspiration. It smelt of ear wax. I decided to change my dress and took a night gown out. I stripped my shirt and stood wearing black brassieres and looked at the mirror. 'Not bad', for a married woman I thought. Then I felt someone watching me intently. I looked around and saw nobody. The pipes had opened in the bathroom; I could hear a slight humming from the bathroom. Again I turned to the mirror. I put my hands over my head and watched the beauty of my armpits. I rubbed on my armpits and sniffed the scent again. The scent of my pits excited me. Again I felt the same preying eyes on my body. It was just a feeling, has someone peeping at me through the keyholes?. I checked there and found nothing. I removed my pants and paraded my half nudity before the mirror. Then I felt someone cupped my buttocks. I suddenly turned, there was none. I could not believe it, it was a good cup, which I often received traveling in crowded buses.

My state is now infamous for such sexual perversions, which are on a boom in public transport. Very recently a coworker fondled from behind, a lady working in a university. Soon the lady felt something wet on her back, and when she searched for it she found that the coworker had opened his fly out and shoot the semen on her expensive dress. She complained to the police and the police took her dress for medical examination. But when the case was presented in the court the dress had been switched and there was no evidence. The incident caused a war of words between men and women, rival unions and political parties and there was agitation by men and women supporting the persons of their own sex. While the media war was going on, another high placed officer repeated the act in another bus and this time the lady standing in front of him moved just in the time of ejaculation. The guy shoot his stream on the lady's husband's shoulders who was standing in front of her. I haven't heard the rest of the story, except that the person lost his job.

Then I saw on the mirror that the pair of gloves was placed on the shelf at a corner. How did it come on the shelf top, I wondered. Perhaps my roommate had put it there. I unclasped my bra from behind and put it on the bed. I looked at my proud breasts with those dear nipples shrunk like a dry cherry. I put my fingers on them and rolled them fondly. They responded to my touches my arousing and soon they took the shape of two black grapes. I pulled them and released like a string and I felt the vibrations, again I saw a movement behind me. The gloves were now lying on the bed. I could not believe it. Was there any genie in the gloves?, I took them and rubbed, nothing was happening. I put them aside. When I looked at the bathroom door, the water was running inside. Veena seemed to be a leisure bather. I cupped my breasts again and I was dying for an orgasm. Veena might not appear soon, so I decided to go for it. I took two pillows together and rested my head. What should I imagine, making love to my roommate would be an ideal choice. It would be so nice to have the young girl to be crushed under me; I had still no clue about her nudity. I put my hand into my panties and started rubbing there slowly. The wetness was there, I just had to make it better. I looked at those gloves, had they moved again, the fine pair of gloves were maddening me. I took one of it and put my right hand into it. The warmth of the inside thrilled me, it was just like a soft cushion inside. I began to stroke my cunt using the glove worn hand. I felt it was more thrilling and erotic. The glove was growing it seemed, the puffiness of the leather increased and my cunt welcomed the stroking; it was better than my hand. I moved my left hand to cup my right breasts; I captured my nipple between two fingers. High current was passing through them. If only I had one more hand to cup at my free other breast, I prayed. As if my wish was granted, the unworn pair of the glove moved automatically and jumped over my chest and it started feeling my boobs.Oh,ooh, it was just terrific.

My hand was moving fast as if a small vibrator was attached to it. It stimulated my clitoris expertly and I could feel my clitoris coming out of my vagina like tip of a whip. I removed the hand from the glove, but the glove continued to make waves in my pussy. It moved like an expert touching my inside at the right moment with the right force. Even I could not finger myself that much better. I put a pillow and put it between my thighs, I imagined it was my room mates soft thighs, then the glove started caressing my buttocks, soon my flows were tremendously exploded, waves of pleasure formed little streams and began to flow down to form a river heading towards a waterfall. I put both of my hands inside the gloves and cupped my breasts while rubbing on the soft pillow, imagining it to be the girl's soft creamy thighs. The satin pillow cover when moved against my cunt formed a current making my pussy hairs spread out in excitement. If only I could see my roommate nude, I thought. Then I heard a cry inside the bathroom.

I quickly covered my cunt adjusting my panties and then the door was opened. Veena appeared soaked in soap bubbles and water wearing a towel around her middle. The towel was not wet which hinted that she just worn it then. 'Oh, didi, look at my , my breasts, please, what is it?', she cried. I forgot that I too was half nude and looked at her breasts. I could not recognize it first but had she got two nipples on one breast? Her right breast was having two nipples and one was slightly bigger than the other. She cleaned the soap bubbles and tried to remove the bigger nipple. But it was not moving, I moved closer and rubbed her breasts using her towel bottom. There was something wrong with her breast, it was some insect biting her on her right breast and having the shape of a nipple. It was a leach, a wild leach found in jungles, which bit us and drink blood without making its presence aware to us for hours. It first injects its saliva into our body and makes our blood not able to clot. It then drinks our blood and when its body is completely red, that's it had its full capacity of our blood. But how did the leach come inside our bathroom. Veena was crying and trying to remove it. I too tried to pull it away, but it was slippery and not releasing its hook, it had become half full as the red colour indicated. I had to do something quick. I had read that the insect would release its hook if tobacco or cigarette butt were applied to it. But from where I would get any of them?

I quickly put a gown on me and went out and knocked at the next door. I hoped the major might have a spare cigar in his room. The door was opened after a while and the lady was standing there as if just awakened. She was wearing a semi transparent negligee. I said sorry to her and asked for a cigarette. She looked at me with a queer look at my odd request. I told her my roommate had a problem and need immediate help. She nodded and searched the drawer and took a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She locked her room and came with me to our room. When we entered the room, Veena was still half nude and trying to pull the thing away. I noticed the beauty of my roommate at that instant only. She was an extremely beautiful girl. Her other breasts was looking like a pear carved out of marble. The nipple was light brown with a small areola. Water was still dipping from the tit.

Veena looked at us and seeing another woman tried to hide her breasts with her hands placed crisscross. But our neighbour kept her cool and moved to her and caught her hands and left them at her sides as if it was the natural thing to do at that time. I admired her cool and she knocked at the insect like knocking the striker when a carom game is played. It was not moved from the biting point. She then lit the cigaratte and took a puff and flew the smoke at the insect close. But the insect did not move. She then took one more deep puff. The edge of the cigarette was red with fire. In a quick motion she applied the butt to the girl's tit at the biting point and the insect dropped on the floor. The lady applied her sandal brutally on it and it became a pulp emitting the girl's blood it extracted. Veena cried a 'hai' seeing the blood spread on the floor. Our neighbour inhaled one more puff and spit the saliva mixed with tobacco on the point where she stuck to release the insect. She then began to apply her lips on the point and started applying her saliva on the young girl's breasts. She inhaled more and more puffs and at the next instant sucked the girl's young breasts. At first she concentrated on the small point where the cigaratte had burnt in the process, but soon she began to lick around her areola and began to suck around its perimeter. I looked at my companion. She was just standing still, I felt deep jealous. The neighbour stole a golden opportunity from me; I could have done the same, if only I was first to came up with a solution and how cool she was sucking the young girl's breasts. I suppressed the jealousy and excitement, which was nailing me with a look of concern and passion. The girl was simply allowing the attacker to move to more passionate places and I saw the lady had taken the nipple in her mouth. The nipple was not protruding type, it was shaped like a small areola of rose colour, and the teats were not at all evident. The girl was lifting her legs and standing on her toes when the lady sucked her nipples. So she was enjoying the moment. I cursed my lack of courage. I could have approached her earlier, I could have forced her to lay between my strong thighs, but I missed. Damn, I cursed.

Before me the show was in progress, both the girl and the lady were occupied. Veena was having a far away look in her eyes. She was not looking at either of us, then the lady found the hem of the towel which the girl was wearing. She gave it a small tug and it dropped to the floor. I was gasping, I could feel I had been aroused to the maximum, the lady put her palm covering the girl's pussy hiding my view. It rested on her bushy cunt hiding it from me, then it began to move. The girl was allowing her to touch there, on her sweet cunny, my god, I was dying for it for the past one day and yet another one was getting opportunity to touch it. I could not stand that. Then Veena hiked her leg and placed on the shoulder of the lady who was still sucking at the small areola type nipples and cuddling her between her legs. Veena used her leg to remove the gown away from the lady's body. The gown was swaying away from her. I got double excitement of seeing two women. I had the most erotic sight of my life, two beautiful ladies enjoying each other, naked!. I could not stand it any more. I wanted to participate in their game. I moved to them. I took the girl's other breast, which was free. I pressed it using my soft and trembling hands. What a dear darling tit, it was well-shaped and rounded. I kissed on the rose areola. I felt like licking frozen butter.

The lady acknowledged my participation by placing a long kiss on the wet pussy of the girl. The girl responded by moving her soft heal on the naked back of the lady. Her soft back was so smooth yet I could not see her breasts. Like an ardent lover she was kissing the girls cunt. Grinning to myself I slipped my hands under her bottom, the warmth of her smooth skin palpable to my touch. Slowly I caressed her beautiful buns, causing more moans from the very turned on lady on my front. Slowly, ever so slowly, I eased the remaining of the gown down off her lovely arse, marveling as her pink colored bum came into my view, then slowly down her thighs, knees, calves and finally completely off over her feet. I pulled her to the floor, she was giving herself but at the same time she was not going to spare the young girl's cunt. I was not in a mood to allow her to enjoy the girl before I had her entirely to me. Her legs were almost together so I took an ankle in each hand and slowly eased them apart to the floor. As I moved back beside her my hands never left her legs slowly sliding back up over her calves, knees and back up her lovely thighs, just grazing her pubic hair to rest once again on her blushing bum.

The lady had her bum towards me; she was crawling on the floor giving her backside body to me. The girl was supporting her to suck her own pussy. The great bum of the lady fascinated me. What a fine pair of buttocks and the deep channel between them. I gave a smack to her full butt, she did not complain. I kept up the pressure, spanking firmly and regularly, moving my spanks down to her upper thighs. She was then moaning and gasping with nearly each loud whack. She was squirming on the marble floor and I had to place my left hand in the middle of her back to try and keep her still. I was not going to be butt smacker anymore. I wanted either of them or rather both of them. The lady's lips were fixed to the young girl's cunt like another leach. "Roll over," I said as I forced the lady to turn and face me. As she turned over onto her back I attacked those beautiful breasts with my hands. She lay there, her eyes shining brightly, a broad grin on her face. I then took some oil from the shelf. I applied some oil to her breasts and gave them a firm massage, squeezing them tight, making the nipples stand up hard as little cocks, I took the nipples between my thumb and first finger and applied pressure. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Too hard?" I asked and she nodded. I immediately released those lovely teats promising myself to get better acquainted with them sometime in the future. I wanted to finger fuck her smooth pussy. She had shaved it clean. It was so smooth and shining. I spread her legs apart. Her pussy was very wet as I slid one finger of my right hand in as far as it would go. Slowly I moved the finger in and out, building her up gradually to what was going to be a great orgasm. I then added another finger. She was writhing around on the floor, moaning with pleasure, and when I added a third finger she just about took off. With my left hand I at first steadied her and then rubbed her clit as the other hand moved in and out. She was finding it helpless to munch the girl's pussy as I began to concentrate on her. The girl then lowered her butt and placed her virgin cunt to the eager lips of the lady.

I wanted to steal her attention from the girl. The girl belonged to me, so I had to make the lady more horny and sexy. I wanted to prove that I was a better lover in the night. I was determined to fuck the young girl mercilessly. So I grabbed the lady's butt and moved her towards me making her to leave the girl's cunt. The girl was on the edge of an orgasm, but I was not going to permit it. I would not permit it to happen before my eyes. I could see droplets of moisture on her cunt lips as my tongue gently traced it's way around the outside of her labia, then moved it's way to tickling her clitoris. I felt her thighs on each side of my head, virtually locking and holding me in position, as if I wanted to go anywhere else right now. I could hear her cries of pleasure as my tongue continued to lick her out. I plunged it as far as I could into her wet hole of pleasure, She was now bucking on the floor, I felt one of her hands on the back of my head pushing my face further into her groin. I managed to slip two fingers up her as my tongue continued to play with her clit. The bucking and twisting grew into a frenzy until I heard her scream. The lady was forgetting about her partially done job. The girl had a frustrated look on her face. She was rubbing her legs together as if a bitch on heat. She was rubbing her channel between pussy lips using her fingers.

The lady then screamed. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming, don't stop girl, this is the best ever,keep going, keep going, oooohhhhhh, I'm coming again."

Finally the twisting and heaving subsided, the lovely thighs released their hold on my head as she collapsed back on the floor, perspiration gleaming all over her body. I climbed on her and kissed her deeply, making sure she could taste her pussy juices on my lips and face. The lady was looking at the girl. She was craving for tasting her young pussy, but I was not going to allow it. I wanted to seduce the girl first and I was not going to share her at least till I myself were not satisfied. Then the lady looked at the clock and said that her husband might come soon. Excusing herself she quickly put her gown and went out of our room. She gave a passionate kiss while parting with the girl.

As soon as the lady was out of the room I bolted the door and jumped on the girl. I hugged her and took her in my arms naked like a lamb, and deposited her on the cot. I began to kiss her from her forehead to her toes.

'Veena you look so tired, I am sorry, but please relax, I may give a massage to you', I said. She did not reply and I took it as her consent. I started the massage. I removed the dust on her shoulders and the back and kissed on her nape of her neck. I kissed at her curly hairs around her neck falling spread. Then I took some lavender oil from my bag , applied a generous amount of it on her shoulders and along her spinal area and started to massage her back and shoulders. There was a lot of tension in her shoulders and I spent more time on them than normal, easing out the knots and relaxing the muscles. My hands carried out the familiar patterns up and down her spine, her sides and around the lower back, easing off in the kidney area. I instructed her to take some deep breaths, which helped her to relax.

I transferred my attention to her lovely, slim legs. Working my hands from her ankles to the top of her thighs I eased the tight muscles in her calves and thighs. Again I heard low moans as my hands came close to junction like a 'V' at the top of her legs, I noted the sounds but said nothing and pressed on. 'Veena tell me, you were fondled by women earlier, weren't you?', I asked. 'Yes, didi, I had been into women sex from my high school days. My class teacher taught me the lesbian sex, and I am a lesbian now', she said. 'So, you have been fucked by other ladies?', I asked. 'Yes', I have been cuddled by my teachers and then by a nun. But they have not fucked me with a penis like thing', she said. 'Okay, so you have your cunt penetrated by fingers, cucumber etc', I asked her again. 'No,only with fingers', she replied. 'Then I want to try a new thing on you, you will enjoy it I assure you', I said. She did not say anything. 'Are you willing dear', I asked, 'Yes' came the reply instantly.

I took the ice bucket from the side cupboard. It was still full of hard ice cubes, which I had noticed earlier. I took an ice cube. After giving Veena a deep kiss I placed the ice cube on one of her lovely breasts, away from the nipple, she shivered and gave a little moan. In ever decreasing circles I rubbed the ice cube on the smooth skin until it touched the nipple. The areola type nipple aroused and got harder as I continued the play. I then repeated the process on the other breast. I cupped them before applying with force.

'Didi, please stop, Its so cold!" cried she, "But it's turning me on no end,please, but its terrible.............". I decided to try another trick using ice cubes on her. There was a condom in my bag, I took it and filled it with crushed ice cubes. The it was a condom which had been filled with water, a knot tied in the end to keep the water in and then placed in the ice cube container to result it almost like a frozen dildo! With my left hand I spread the young girl's pussy lips and ran the frozen tip of the dildo over her clitoris. She gave a violent scream and arched her back. Then I slowly inserted the freezing cock into her pussy. She writhed on the bed, but I kept her not moving applying force. I moved the dildo in and out, frigging her mercilessly, knowing that she could get an orgasm soon and quick.

"God, this is fantastic," she screamed, "Keep going, fuck me, and fuck my cunt!"

The heat from her body slowly melted the ice until the dildo became part ice,part water and the water sloshed around inside the condom adding to the sensations inside her cunt. A huge orgasm shook her body as I finally removed the now limp dildo. She lay limp on the cot as I moved on her body, a big grin spread across her face. I Then took the gloves from the cot, which were lying unused. I wore them in my hands and I gently whipped the girl's breasts using the padded ends. There was no pain but it was somehow symbolic of the control I now had over her. Her eyes were shining as I gently whipped down her body, over her panting pussy, across those lovely thighs and finally the leather of the fingers of the glove, flicked her cunt lips. Again a shudder of another orgasm swept through her body. I had conquered her, I was sure. I felt the ego and pride of a man after he fucked the most beautiful woman in his life. But the glove was not stopping it was moving inside her cunt and on her butt hole at an astonishing speed. It was not me who applied the pressure. The girl was accommodating it too. The glove started to change its shapes. Something had gone wrong, they left my hands and became the shape of two vibrators, a large size one and a small thin one together with the leather glove. I was behaving like I was possessed. I took the big vibrator. I felt up her cunt, which was still sopping and slowly inserted, the large vibrator. She moaned with delight as she felt it Was filling her hot cunt. I switched it on to its slowest point and it vibrated slowly inside her. My fingers gently caressed the area between her cunt and her ass hole. The young girl was accommodating both the dildos. She was making noises of delight and passion. Then I took one of the small pieces of ice and slowly inserted it into her ass hole, my gloved middle finger followed and I slowly frigged her anus. Withdrawing my finger I removed the glove and spread some lubricant on the remaining vibrator. As I pushed this vibrator against her ass hole her sphincter closed tight.

"Relax, girl, relax and let me in," I told her. "Remember to breathe deep!"

She did as she was told and the small vibrator slipped ever so slowly into her asshole. I turned it on until its vibrations were matching that of the one in her cunt. Then slowly but surely I increased the vibrations of both at the same time. Sue was brought to frenzy, she was thrashing on the cot still struggling under my weight, moaning loudly with pleasure. As the glove turned vibrators hit their peak nerves she erupted.

" Didi,I'm cuuuummmmingggg!!!!!!, I can't stop it" she screamed, "I'cuuummmmminnnnggggg!!!!!"

Finally she collapsed on the table, absolutely spent from eruptions inside her.After switching them off I removed the vibrators and released the young girl under my thighs. Gently I wiped the perspiration from her body, turned her onto her back and gave her some more water to drink. I continued wiping her down and her breathing slowly returned to normal. We cuddled in together, her back against my front and soon we were both sound asleep.

I was woken from a deep sleep by an unusual sensation. Half awake, for a short time I didn't realize what was going on. Then it struck me and I was soon fully awake! The sensation was coming from my clit, my clit was grown out like a small penis. The lovely girl, Veena, was sucking me into consciousness. I raised my head to see the sheet moving up and down, so I looked downwards to see my clit was chewing like a tiny rubber piece sliding in and out of her mouth. Then I saw one pair of leather glove still in her cunt it was moving like a man fucking her without any outside help. She was moving as if her pussy was attached to a fucking machine.

I looked at her and asked ' What's going on here dear?', the only reply I received was to renew her enthusiastic sucking. It wasn't long before her work had the desired effect. I was climaxed. Then the girl stood on the bed and removed the glove, which was still pulsating in her cunt up and down and placed it on my pussy. Suddenly I felt I had become a man with strong fucking penis.

The girl suddenly sat quickly up, straddled me and paused with her pussy just inches above my newly attained cock. The glove had become a cock fitted to my cunt. When the girl was rocking on it, my clit was feeling the same sensations she received upper me.

With a wide smile on her face she slowly lowered herself onto me. Taking her time she moved gently up and down, the tightness of her cunt around my glove-dick was giving us both the most incredible sensations. Perspiration was glowing on both of us as she stopped, my cock fully inside of her.

"Hang on my darling didi, this glove has some magic power, make this last as long as possible, it's fantastic!" She leant forward and kissed me deeply then sat up straight again. Her areola type nipples were rock hard as I fondled her firm breasts. We were both breathing deeply as Sue remained still, both of us enjoying the erotic sensations happening inside both of us. After what seemed like half an hour but was probably a lot shorter, the young girl resumed her up and down movement, slowly at first but then getting quicker and quicker until simultaneously our bodies erupted in one giant orgasm which seemed to go on and on. The gloves were still inside us. We had just experienced fucking from a double dildo.