"Which one should I fuck first? Already had the one, so I guess I should try the other. Mom, guess you'll have to make do with my fingers this time.... It is difficult for me to take all of you, so of course with her, it was even more of a struggle. She started trying to get away, but you took your fingers out of my pussy long enough to grab her by the waist, and hold on tightly, as you forced yourself into her tight young pussy, inch by inch. At first she struggled, and cried out, but it. This is who she belonged to. She would do anything, be anything for him. No questions asked. As soon as that thought settled into Melissa’s brain she felt one of those hands press against the small of her back, guiding her over to a sturdy wooden table with a gorgeous antique mirror above it. The moment her hips touched the table’s edge she felt herself pushed over it, bent at the waist, her skirt slipping higher than modesty should allow. And then, with exquisite patience the fabric. He said "your fat ass wife is one hell of a good fuck, one damn good cunt by all means. All that moaning is making me ready to cum. Get ready slut, get readyyyyy…"They had been fucking for well over an hour now, but Angelique's pussy was still wet as hell. She was beginning to really stretch, her pussy lips were now open wide as hell, much wider than ever before.Darrell pushed Angelique's big tits to the bed and began ramming her wildly. He was saying "oh yea slut, oh yea fat girl, oh yea. Nice voice too but she’d drone on for ages which made me want to fuck her mouth so she’d shut up. It was actually a good thing she talked so much as the more she talked the less we had to. We had the ones that would show up only for one session never to be seen again, I would have stopped attending myself had I not been forced to go by work. We also had the hardcore ones for whom it seemed like the meetings were the highlight of the week. If you asked me now I couldn’t remember any of their.