Her beating heart was right against his ears, filling them with the steady sound. He could smell every ingredient to her scent, uncertain as to the or...gin of them all. He could taste her skin; feel the soft silky texture of her neck. Most prominent was the blood. He felt life flowing within her. The blood tasted better than anything, it was filling in a way that nothing had been before. A man could eat one dollar chicken sandwiches until he exploded and never feel as satisfied. Something about. " Wait, there's more. After Tony nearly sucks Chris dry, Chris grabs Tony pulling him up. He then pulls Tony's shorts down exposing his firm little ass." Fuck, tell me what Chris then did to him," I pant stroking my hard cock."Chris then got on his knees and spreads Tony's ass cheeks open exposing his little asshole. I could see him licking it, and I could also see him fuck his hole with his tongue. Tony let out this sweet moan and he began to beg Chris to fuck him." Holy shit, Darla. Damn. I admit it gave me a hard on watching him checking her out. He was a large guy, kinda rough around the edges and not making any bones about checking her out as he walked closer making small talk about the camp grounds and weather. She was totally involved in the banter and batting her eyes so I really didn't have to join and could just listen and watch her as the banter turned to a little flirting. My favorite part of having a hotwife is watching the flirting. Especially if it is directly in. “Oh, my goddess, prez!” she gasped. “You’re so tight. So cool. Oh, yes, yes!”“Mmm, you better fuck my ass hard,” I moaned. “Better stir me up!”“Yes!” she groaned and drew back her girl-cock. The lube slicked the way. It felt incredible. “I’ll make you explode, prez.”She slammed back into me hard. Her clothes rustled around her body as she pounded me. Her shaved pussy lips smacked into my rump, smearing her juices on my butt-cheeks. I groaned, my bowels drinking in the velvety friction.It felt.