She turned and wow what a belly she had…This time I got sensation on my whole body but I need to control.I said “i also remove my shirt so that yo... don’t feel uncomfortable that only you are without shirt” she laughed and said nothing.Now I massaged her stomach moving my hand up and down…And sometime my hand touching her boob from lower side.Omg it was great feeling for me…I got erection but I have to hide it..And my changing feeling for her….I think by now she was enjoying my massage.Lots of. It was truly an inspirational sight.There was cum all over Linda's belly and tits. The stuff splashed on her tits, dripping down in blobs, looped in coils, running down her deep cleavage in sluggish streams. A glistening drop sparkled from her belly button. A slender, sticky line had run all the way down into her blonde pubic hair, as if the stuff knew where it belonged and was adventurously advancing upon her pussy.And Linda seemed to have creamed just as abundantly as Clyde, for her hairy. He put his hand on the back of his sïster’s head and pushed her down onto his cock. Irene would have broken my arm if I tried something like that, but with him she willingly submitted and resumed sucking.I was dying to grab myself and beat off to the most erotic sight I’d ever seen. My leather-clad wife was passionately working the biggest cock I’d ever seen, and I just had to stand there and watch from across the room. A horny shiver ran through me. I half suspected I might cum without. Trixie leaned back, screaming "I'm coming. My gawd, I've never come so hard." The white goo flooded her chest, coating the valley of her tits, exposed between lapels of buckskin. Trixie sighed and subsided on to the bred, laying across her paramour, his cock still buried in her. Johanna realized that she ought to leave before the crowd cleared out, despite the new tingling in her pussy. However, no one seemed anxious to leave. Instead, a guy dressed as Frankstein bent Trixie forward. She began.