You didn’t stick your dick in some trailer trash from Nebraska.” Claudia said angrily.“Ouch.” I recoiled.“Sorry. Sorry again. None of this i... your fault.” Claudia said apologetically. “And none of it is yours.” I replied.Claudia stared at me long and hard.“Candace told me what you did for her.” She finally said.“What are you talking about?”“About the baseball bat and the guy with the broken arm. The jewelry gifts. All of the plane rides to come home.”“Did she tell you about beating up the guys. Evennow, I know that my appearance is immaculate, that my hair, now dyedplatinum blonde is framing my perfectly made-up face in a mass of tightcurls and that my quite expensive silicone breast forms are straining atthe bodice of my dress, making a very realistic image of a wife's chest.Acting on an impulse, I pluck at the material of my skirts with the thumband index finger of each hand, and, placing my left foot behind the right,drop a perfect curtsey.Marla and her sisters clap. " Bubba slid his hands under me and squeezed my ass as he slammed his fat cock up into me, sending me over the edge. I could feel myself starting to cum and it was even more intense than the first time. The sensations shot down my lower back and spread across my pussy and ass as I shoved myself down onto his thick erection, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my mind and body. I could hear myself moaning and panting in the distance as a fog of ecstasy invaded my consciousness. Pushing. ”Oh Yes…Oh Yes,” She screamed unable to cope up with the feel of his young fingers invading her pussy.Bunty’s manhood was enlarging like a demon watching Mamta sighing in joy. He felt elated to have aroused the woman who began squeezing her breasts and biting her lower lips in pleasure. His fingers soon got accustomed to the depth of her soggy pussy as he drove faster and harder deep inside her. Mamta’s kept thrusting her body up and down as his fingers ravaged her pussy with astonishing pace..