When I started to ram my body into the toy, she pushed it higher until it brushed over her clit. When my orgasm began building, she held it to her cli... until she couldn't hold it there any more. She dropped the toy and started ramming three fingers into her so fact they were almost a blur. I didn't see her finish because I had to close my eyes to keep from passing out. God, it was so good and then I rammed it even deep at the finish, a strong and very stressful orgasm that left me drained of. In that feverish, turned on state, my mouth full of him, my eyes only seeing his pubic hair, all my senses overloaded, I could only focus on his smell.I breathed deep whenever I could, and the smell and the cock going in and out of my dirty mouth only heightened my pleasure. When he took it out I gasped and told him, “baby please piss on me. Make me yours..mark your whore please!!”“Fucking slut!” *slap* “you really are a whore. Where were you all this time, huh? I should make you a prostitute. But there was something in her manner that made me relax, made a connection and as we introduced ourselves she made me feel very comfortable being around her. So, it was a pleasure just having a drink with her and talking a bit. All the time she never came on to me, but still sat quite close so I could enjoy her smell, her beauty, her soft skin and radiating personality.We drank two glasses of wine together, which gave me the courage to suggest to order a bottle of bubbles and finish that in my. Aur uski gaand me ungali daal raha tha. Thodi der baad mera virya nikal gaya. Aunty ne pura virya pee liya aur mere lund ko pura chat liya. Usne ek bund bhi nahi chhoda tha. Yaha mai uski chut chhodna nahi chahta tha.Fir woh muze bathroom me le gayi. Hum dono ek dusre ko nehlane lage. Ab muze mut aa raha tha. Mai sarita ko bola muze mut aa raha hai, saali randi boli ruk mere muh me hi mutna. Aur usne aa kiya maine bhi uske muh par mut diya. Sarita puri badal chuki thi.Fir hum bedroom me gaye..