Her firmbreasts and ripe ass seemed to flow sensuously beneath her powder-bluedress.Like I said, I'm not a bad-looking guy myself, and I thought maybe...Icould get something started with this honey, but she was strictlybusiness."The problem's here in the bathroom, Mr. Williams, the bath tub justwon't drain," she showed me the tub, full of scented what that she'dused that morning. "Can't you do something about it?" Come off it, Miss Pond," I snapped. "DoI look like I came here to doplumbing?" I. It was time to take them both there again… The smooth flanks of her inner thighs were aching from effort and from the effects of yesterday’s marathon session, but she ignored the minor discomfort. The speed of her thrusts increased. She fucked down on him hard, alternating between down-thrusts and rotating her hard body in circles on his cock. His hands found her full breasts again, attempting but failing to still their bouncing motions. Her nipples were deliciously hard against his cupping. I'm a bad dad, or a great one, I guess," I moaned, before pulling out my rod. "Oh, this is so wrong, that's it right."Then I actually began masturbating to the sight of Faith eating out Cheyanne as they were both completely naked. I couldn't see every inch of them then, but I didn't need to, though. Witnessing the event actually happen and Cheyanne react to it to was just beyond amazing.I saw Faith's hands-on Cheyanne's thighs and moving her tongue so much; I would've thought it was getting. After giving her butt a wiggle she worked her way into her skirt and found a clean shirt to wear. It was still early but she decided to head out anyway. She took her windbreaker and headed for the busstop. There were some drunks on their way home on the bus when she stepped on. She went and sat at the front, away from the two men that were slurring their words, heavily in the midst of a debate. May looked out the window at the sleeping city, ignoring their squabble. She was deep in her.