There was a pool of her flowing juices on the bed sheet. My hand was wet up to a couple of inches of my wrist as well. This woman’s hunger for a fis...ing was insatiable. Susan lifted her head up to look at me, she was still clutching the headboard behind her, her hips still thrusting in anger, and she said to me, “Get me through one more sonny, please, one more.” I didn’t know how many times Susan had cum, I lost count after seven or eight, I’m sure we were into double figures by now, and she. "Fuck, baby. That feels so good baby girl," he said as he threw his head back in pleasure. She continued sucking his cock for a few minutes, and then stood up."Lay down," she said. "I want you to eat mom's pussy while I ride your big dick." Baby girl, you know I want to, but—" She pushed him down and her mother straddled his face. She sat down on his cock. "Oh fuck. You are so fucking big, daddy. I don't think I can fit it all!" she exclaimed as she lowered her wet pussy down on his 8-inch. “Hi Claire” we all said, almost as one.Seeing Claire’s hand, Carl seized it and planted a big wet kiss on her pink gloss lips.I held out my hand to her, “Take no notice of the old man he’s too horny for his own good. Welcome to the party Claire, it should be loads of fun tonight”.“Yes, so Gosia was telling me back at the hotel. This is my first time at one of ‘these clubs’, I must admit, I’m a bit scared by it all. I have no idea what to do, or what happens. Other than lots of sex of course,. The entire meal was incredible, from the gnocchi to the wine. Angie's eyes began to glow toward the end of the evening, warm and friendly. I wanted to attribute it to the wine, but wasn't sure.Her glow persisted as we headed out into the night. It had gotten much colder, leading Angie to put on gloves and fully button her coat. As we walked, she seemed to still be cold because she kept brushing up against me, walking close. Our hands lightly collided, the cloth of gloves muffling the contact. I.