Her tongue swirledaround his cockhead and over his pisser. The tangy taste of jizzseeping from his tiny slit was making her cream. She moaned deepin...her throat as she inched the head of his prick along her tongueto the back of her mouth. "Suck," Tommy growled. "Jesus, s*s. Suck!" He reached down and grabbed her hair, his face twisted withlust. He slammed her face hard, spearing her throat, his cockburied, her gullet stretched. Judy gagged, her eyes bulging and her face turning. Oh the hand was continuing on her crotch and her fingers still continued to rub itself down there, but the digits were doing so more firmly now, so much so that he could see the panty fabric was folding inward. The direct center of the cloth was being pushed within the tight confines of her two lips. This in turn caused her trimmed pussy hair to spill out on both sides of the panty’s crotch covering. He could swear that he could even start to smell her too, that wonderful fragrance of hers. A. Sandra seemed to enjoy spending time with me. We even started a routine of doing the cryptic crossword together with me trying to simplify the clues so she could get the answers. We would sit on the sofa with her head on my shoulder and her arms holding my free arm. This one Friday evening my mother and aunt were heading out to meet some friends but Sandra didn't fancy an evening spent in a pub so my aunt asked if she could stay home with me. I said it was fine as I was intending a quiet night. He dropped to his knees behind her and pressed his cock into the cleft between her buttocks. She felt his cock-head at her anus and promptly bent forward and clawed her buttocks open for him. He laughed softly. “Later, whore,” he said. “I’ll fuck your ass later. Baad mein teri gaand marta hoon.” She nodded and spread her cunt-lips for him again. Slowly, he squeezed his cock-head into her. Kiran gasped as his penis seared into her flesh. The servant groaned and flexed his buttocks, thrusting.