As I washed my hands, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me from behind. ‘What are you making for dinner?’ When we planned the day, I told...Nicole that I would cook a nice meal and we would have a romantic dinner on the patio. The patio was out because of the storm, but I hadn’t planned on using the grill anyways, so it didn’t affect the cooking. ‘Uh, I actually don’t know if it has a name,’ I said as I dried my hands. I turned and kissed her before I continued. ‘Poach the chicken. Sauté. Ray's got his hands on your head pushing you to his cock, and you've unzipped his fly and put his soft cock in your mouth. Soon we are on the road back to the house, and occasionally I squint into the mirror to see what you are all doing. I can see you head going up and down as you suck him. He's got his hands on your head and grabbed handfuls of hair making sure you completely swallow his cock. He's reached around trying to get his fingers in your ass and cunt.Some minutes later we pull up to. "Oooooooh," she softly moaned when he slipped his invading digit in and found the hard bud of her shiny little clit.With his prick throbbing wildly in his pants, he began tenderly stroking her tingling clit, feeling her pussy wildly pulsating under his touch.Marci knew she should stop the man before things went too far, but she had no will to stop him. She just loved that intense pleasure between her legs, and, after all, letting him play with her pussy wasn't the same as fucking.Feeling his. . With one quick move, she rides on me... and she sits, totally naked as she is, on my face...!..."Suck and drink , you horny fucker… , enjoy everything you find down there…!..." she tells me, while she wipes her moist, dirty hand on my belly.The smell of her filthy ass and her full pussy fills my nostrils...I open my mouth and I pull out my tongue... I am doing what I am told to…I am sucking and drinking her liquids...I lick her still warm piss drops, which she did not wipe off,… I lick her.