.. Mardi Gras.... when a million people come visit my home town to let loose, get drunk and stoned, and flash for beads and more on Bourbon St. Sara a...d I had been dating for a few months. Things were great and we were about to spend our first Mardi Gras together. It's always weird the first time, because you never know how open or closed they are to the public debautery. Well, I was about to find out with Sara.Of course Mardi Gras is more than just Bourbon Street, and our night started out. Getting home just in time i park the car i climb out and walk inside with Isabelle behind me i lift her on my kitchen counter and spread her legs ,smiling i dive in eating her pussy im driving two fingers in her when i then lift my head up to c my wife stark naked walking in with Ettiene behind her ,i tell her to get up in the counter and sit on Isabelle's face she gets ontop and can see how she lowers her pussy to her face i see Issablles tongue make contact with her pussy She moves forward. Their skin was glistening with sweat,their taught muscles were straining. They had rearranged themselves, into what has to be the most erotic homosexual position. Steve was lying on his back on the bench, with the redhead’s husband on all fours above him, so they could both suck each other’s cocks. Behind was the young stud his hands firmly on the redhead’s husbands hips ramming his beautiful black meat into him. His shaft glistened with lubrication and sweat each time he withdrew before. They finished their phone conversation 10 minutes later. Lynette was feeling very horny, her kids where mostly in their own rooms other than her daughter, with a stupid kids TV show on in the background and Tom upstairs cleaning the bedroom, she didn’t understand the route of her arousal, she wriggled in her seat, growing in discomfort as she began to get inexplicably wetter, crazy thoughts running through her mind such as, “If I fingered myself here, she wouldn’t notice, or even understand.