Amisha: Fuck her. She needs to get a rough fuck. Her husband is just like mine.Aryan started pumping harder inside Madhu’s pussy. Madhu stopped lick...ng Amisha and was enjoying the roughness and the pleasure of Aryan’s dick in her. Amisha stopped Aryan and turned Madhu around. Amisha sat on Madhu’s face and Aryan slid his dick in her pussy again.Madhu was licking Amisha’s pussy and Aryan was fucking her hard. Aryan pinched Madhu’s breast. Amisha pulled Madhu’s leg up towards her, stretching. We are here for each other and we do as we please. When the music slows down to a nice slow song, we even dance to that. Her arms wrapped around me, mine around her. Our lips meet and we kiss through the entire song, as our hips sway lightly. We’re lost in our moment, gone from the world, just floating in a space bubble all our own. The night is a blast and we keep drinking and dancing, until we feel as if we can’t anymore. When seated with a new drink, we are all giggles and tipsy. Paula. We call this a blow job, but you don't actually blow. Use your lips and tongue. Never, ever let your teeth touch my dick. Move your mouth up and down on my shaft. Use your tongue to play with the head of my dicks. You are making love to this. Don't be in a hurry."Sharon nodded her assent and clumsily began to follow David's instructions. Soon she settled into a nice rhythm, and David began to think that she would eventually become a pretty good little cocksucker. He intended to give her plenty. His theory was simple. If he had a boat he could get into more productive spots. The ones that were impossible to get to from shore. He theorized that with a boat he could be a world class fisherman.Ed's other pass time was crossdressing. He loved to feel such feminine finery as silk, satin and lace on his neatly shaved body. That didn't happen often, though. For even though his wife not only approved but also enjoyed his crossdressing, it was always such a pain to get dressed. His heavy body.