Her g-string was equally flimsy, and I could see her swollen labia through the gossamer fabric. Besides the camisole and g-string, she wore white fish...et stockings, pink heels and a headband with bunny ears on it. The ears, naturally, were white on the outside and pink on the inside. Her nails were painted a light pink, matching her outfit.Iva wore a black babydoll that didn't quite fall to her waist. It had bright pink triangles attempting to cover her huge breasts. A matching bright pink. "John had not had to wait for an erection... the very thought of fucking Ursula was enough to stiffen his lustful prick.He sat there with the enormous cock ready to take the weight of the girl as it violated her innocent flesh. Carol helped Ursula into a sitting position on her father and guided the prick to the girl's cunt. She parted the girlish cunt-lips and pressed the head of John's prick into the vagina.Ursula was thrilled to feel Carol's hand on her vagina and began to move with pleasure. If you just give me the time I need to get all my ducks in a row, I promise we'll have each other. We can wake up next to each other every morning and have morning sex. It'll just be the two of us in due time."She grinned somewhat and placed her right hand on her face. "I so want to believe you, but I can't Michelle. You've had me on the hook for months by now. What faith should I have in you?" she wondered before she dropped her hand.I strolled to her, placed my palms on her shoulders and. And during each round the speaker stood in front of her, or behind her, pulling her hair back so her face could get better coverage. But he never revealed his own cock. And at the end of each round he tested her wetness again, taking care each time to bring her ever closer to the edge of orgasm before abruptly removing his fingers and inviting another group forward. She was desperate for release; there seemed no level of humiliation she would not readily accept, she begged him to keep going,.