I was licking & biting it, she could not resist anymore & buried my face firmly in her pussy, I again increased my speed & she continued her moaning, ...fter very little time, she tightened her body almost cried & offloaded a huge load on my face. She was lying motionless on the bead with her eyes closed, I got up picked a tshirt & cleaned her pussy.My dick was still firm, I asked her shall I apply oil akka, she said papu pls wait, we ll do it later, I said no akka I want to do it now, she was. My hopes that this was going to be the end or my torment were dashed when she asked me if I shaved my pussy hair. I told her it was an embarrassing question but she persisted and called me an insolent bitch who needed to be punished. She repeated the question and I replied that I did shave my pubic hair. She became annoyed and told me I had to call it my pussy hair, she made me repeat the word pussy several times till she was satisfied. I then had to continue the strip-tease until I was. I could see the vein on his shaft pulsing as he poured his cum into her. Joan was still for a moment and then sat on my face. Her cunt was dripping juices and cum. She clamped her knees around my face and ground on my mouth. I felt a wet mouth on my prick. It was Jack. I was in sexual bliss. Joan looked down at Jack and said, "Suck that cock you little cocksucker. Get it wet and hard for me." Joan was wildly riding my face and groaning. I could feel her tremble with another on coming orgasm. I. ‘I like the pearly color,’ she said as she stepped out of the restaurant. ‘It’s called silver blonde,’ he said. ‘My Ferrari’s red. I think an Aston Martin should look more elegant.’ ‘This is an Aston Martin?’ ‘Virage. Twelve cylinder coupe. It’s got forty eight–‘ He interrupted himself and laughed. ‘You don’t want to hear all engineering specs, do you?’ ‘I want to ride up to your beach house,’ she said, wrapping her hands around his upper arm and brushing her head against his shoulder. She was.