I woke up one Saturday morning and, afterthrowing on a robe, went down to the kitchen. My parents and my sisterwere sitting at the kitchen table havin... a bite to eat with theircoffees. They immediately stopped talking when I entered the room. Istared at them in curiosity."Don't let me stop you guys." I walked over to get myself a glass ofjuice."We were talking about your situation Kelly." My mom tended to startfamily discussions."What situation?" I took my place in the last empty chair at the. My hand was halfway between my thighs before I remembered it wouldn't be enough. Fingers didn't do it anymore. I had a bad feeling that even a cock wouldn't be enough. What I needed, no, what I demanded was the crystal dildo.I moaned in frustration as I continued to drive. The heat built up inside me to unbearable levels. My thighs rubbed together in desperation. My nipples grew hard against my green dress as if trying to signal me. I chewed my lip as I tried to figure out if I had enough time. She was relieved that she did not have to go home empty-handed . . . and maybe get a beating from a drunk husband. Mixed with the relief was a hint of dread as she realized she would soon be asked to take her clothes off. Her verbal response was as simple and innocent as the woman herself. ‘Thank you,’ she said nervously, looking around for the studio. I rose and led her back through a door into the small studio, which was really just a storage room with a roll of backdrops, two lights on. Just then Gary really started bucking and moaning. Todd slipped off his cock and leaned down, giving me a hot, cum-coated kiss. We lathered his cum between our two tongues as he passionately frenched me. Gary frantically pulled the rubber off his cock and stroked his nine-inch rod furiously.Todd looked at me, licked his own cum off my lip and said, "Shall we?" I just grinned and giggled like a naughty schoolgirl as we planted our lips on both sides of his cockhead, kissing each other, licking,.