When I arrived home that night Angie and Laurie were watching a movie in the family room, each of them with a glass of wine in their hand, not uncommo..., as Angie always thought wine was not a gateway drink. I noticed an empty bottle on the coffee table, right next to another one that appeared to be about half-empty. Since the girls seemed to be enjoying themselves just fine without me, I sat down at the computer to write a few emails. The computer was located right behind one of the couches, so. I lowered my head and sucked a nipple, slurped at it, then took most of her breast into my mouth. Rather than linger, I quickly continued down her body. She was so wet, so ready, I put my tongue on her clitty. “What the . . ?” Mike said. He’d walked into the room unnoticed. I turned my head. He stood naked, his cock completely rigid and curving a little to one side. He’d obviously recovered. “We’re busy, Mike,” I said. I didn’t wait for an answer, but returned to Kaitlin’s cunt. I used my hands. It blew her young mind.Using her hands, she caressed her own sizzling tittie meat. Tenderstrokes, light touches. Her hands became more urgent, more demanding.Kneading fingers dug into the pulpy flesh.Everything started to spin. She fell forward again and grabbed hold ofBeauty's thick golden mane. "I'm gonna ride you. Cream your saddle."The pony snorted as if he understood the c***d's delirium. His tailslapped over his rump, and he shook his head.Priscilla moaned. "Ooooh, shit!" Holding his mane. It explored inside her and traced paths against the wet walls. “Oooohhhhh! Fuck! I’m going to cum!” as she said this he slid a soaked finger into her anus. She pushed her hips forwards so he was fucking her with his tongue, as they went back his finger slid in deeper. “OOOHHHHH!!!” Her climax exploded throughout her body and it convulsed, he continued French kissing her pussy and slid a second finger into her rear passage. A high-pitched squeal left her lips as another peak ran through her body.