If Danny is a whore master, then I’m his willing and subservient whore! Dan won’t slow down. My hot fuck boy keeps thrusting that warm cock de...p into my gagging throat. His vigorous, thrusting manhood occasionally makes me choke a little but I’m grinning up at him as I suck his glorious rod. But I digress…. At the moment, while Danny is sliding his prick down my eager gullet, Roger is urgently shoving his huge, black dick all the way through my pussy hole! That powerful cock tip of. But the high-set breasts and the long slender legs I inherited from my mother, a German bal-let dancer, and a good head bigger than her Asian husband! All they had in common was the the love for classical music, and allegedly she was dancing only for him and for hours. Then I dressed myself in a light summery style and after a good breakfast I packed my little bag and went down the stairs to saddle my pushbike. Wasn't it just delicious to be free, and wasn't it a beautiful morning for a ride. My left hand did not waste time by pulling down her skirt, that was just right for the occassion, and started squeezing her round buttocks. Our tongues were dancing in each others mouths and Archana started loosing control on herself. She paused for a moment to pull her T Shirt off and threw her black lacy bra off her tight boobs. This is when I could actually guess her measurements, 32-28-32, a perfect figure for a perfect date!Archana the Angel, standing right in front of my eyes with just a. Bob had his eyes closed and was breathing heavily as I approached his cock, now beginning to harden again. I took my hands away just as I reached the top of his thighs, causing him to raise his hips in an endeavor to get me to continue. Smirking a bit when I saw his instinctive reaction, I leaned over and kissed the head of his semi-erection, swirling my tongue around the tip. Bob groaned, bringing his hips up again to try and get more of his cock inside my mouth. Deciding to accommodate.