Still Beth’s pussy’s craved play time too… it would not be denied….she was teasing her clit with her fingers while her arse was pucker fucked....��My cunt now…please” …the politeness more confronting than her crude language for her fem-cave. She was clearing the table with her butt, the paperweight push back, the letter opener nearly stabbing her ivory skin, a photo frame hitting the floor and breaking… diocese letterheads fluttering, floating momentarily, then s**ttering and. I wasn’t going to wait for anyone to change their mind. I turned, bent over and ran my tongue up the length of his large shaft before sliding as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft and pumped slowly. My husband stuck his hand up my skirt, and slipped two fingers into my cunt as the stranger put his hands on my head, urging me to suck harder.I felt my husband spread my pussy lips wide, and something hard rubbing against me. I realized my. I thought for a second that I might just be able to take a napall afternoon. That thought quickly vanished when I saw the two huge smileson Alison and Emily's faces. Dangling from Alison's hand was a nasty pair ofnipple clamps. I remembering thinking that it was weird that my nipples weresticking through the French maid costume, but that's no longer the case. Alisonwalks over, and places a nipple clamp on my right nipple (wow does that hurt),and then on the left one (yikes!). As I'm getting. From our high position we could see there was no-one around. I moved my hand to him, felt his hardness through his trousers and we sat for a while in silence just gently fondling each other. Then he made his second move, turning sideways towards me he used two hands to pull down my zip and pull my cock out before leaning down and taking me in his mouth. I was lost, the pleasure was incredible. I groaned, thrust my hips forward to let him take more in, feeling my body reacting, my pelvis.