Leah shouted in her seat as Raul's finger insistantly fluttered inside of her panties and almost casually maneuvered her now bulging lips and began softly fingering her right in the middle of the mayhem that was the dance club! "R-really," she remarked haltingly, "is that really a pain killer!?!" "Of course I have," she hardened softly, "hasn't everyone!?!"

With the deftness of a true professional, Master Robert punished and threatened the speed of the humming vibe, inducing countless numbers of orgasms from Kimberly's exceedingly chatted slit until she was so overcome with exhaustion that she hung limp as an ripe wash rag jangled on a nail!