But her high back desk chair prevented him from getting a box seat at this show. He could see her forearm moving and he could hear the wet slickness o... her pussy as she fingered herself. Her legs were spread wide open and two fingers of her right hand were buried in her pussy, stroking it quickly. He could see her legs twitch as her fingertips brushed over and over her clit, the juices of her pussy wet on her fingers and glistening on the inner lips of her pussy. FUCK! He wanted to taste her,. At the hand of a small, soft racist nazigirl?@I don't think I could have said no if I wanted to. I nodded and stared into my wife's eyes. Staring back at me she looked both puzzled as to what I had agreed to, and experiencing an intense pleasure. Again Gretchen said something in german.Franz reacted quickly. He pushed into her pussy. My wife looked shocked as she understood what was about to happen.“No!“ she gasped.But Franz grabbed on to her large tits and held her in place. I felt Gretchen. His last few blasts are shot on her face adding to the already messes up face that is lying beneath him. "Hope you liked that cause I did" she lets a cum filled smile cross her face acknowledging to Brian that she liked it. The guys help Lisa up and bring her over to the laundry sink so she could wash up. "Wow that was a awesome guy. I don't think I’ve had a constant flow of cock in me like that before. You guys kept me full for the whole time. Brian, that was the weirdest thing that anyone has. She lent over and asked in a whisper if I would let her do what Auntie had done to me, I gasped a hasty yes and started tugging her panties down past her knees. Catherine knelt beside me and removed her top pushing her chest towards my face feeding a now hard small puffy pink nipple into my mouth, I sucked and nibbled hard on her breast and listened as she moaned lightly arching her back away from me. I felt her move her leg astride me so her pussy was just above my pulsing cock, with her free.