Oooh god. Good! Now my cunt. Do my cunt. On the top. Do itfast on the clit. She is blond. She trims it. Uhmm. You are so wet. Your pussy is so wet. Dr...pping."Theresa had to shut up then because her mouth was full of the Carmen's creaming slit and she felt the girl's fingers corkscrewing into her cunt. She was using her tongue again, probing deep, recognizing her husband's residue, and hoped that he was taking shots of this. Her nose was rubbing against the engorged little clit and then moaned. It was a smaller replica of the snarling wolverine symbol of the motorcycle club. The narrow straps of her nearly see-through top couldn’t hide the tattoo from Matti’s view.Matti spent a long time looking at the pictures, trying to come to terms with what he was seeing. It felt strange to him to see this side of Dawn, a side he would never have guessed she had. He also noticed the changes that the three men he recognized had undergone. All three were sporting long, unkempt hair, and unruly. So he would just have to wait to hear all about my latest bit of fun.I heard him come in. I had no idea how late it was, so I decided we had to talk in the morning, and I drifted off back to sleep again.But Gary was the one who said we had to talk when we got up the next morning. I wondered what was coming, and I have to say I feared the worst.It turned out that he had been fucking Yasemin the tennis coach. Apparently her husband had walked out on her a few weeks ago and left her with her two. So I initiated. I went close to her. She way looking down with shyness. I kept hand on her shoulder. A current passed in her body. I was naked. She hugged me very tight. I flipped my fingers in her tshirt. She was wearing bra. I was feeling her body. She had worn a slight scent. I was kissing her on side. Even she was gasping for air. I removed her t-shirt. She was shivering. We were rubbing each other. She hold my penis tightly. I was feeling very good. I inserted my hand in her jeans and.