I opened the butter cream for increased lubrication and applied some to my aching cock and to my fingers, working them against one another.

The mess was intense as saliva, her pussy juices, the cream and the oil all seemed to mix and flow everywhere.

Puddles of the concoction had formed and collected on the base of the bed already as I readied to join my ring finger with the other two invading digits into her bowel depths.

The scene smelled of sex and cocoa butter. She was ...