She swore as she realized they were replaying the moment when she had taken both her breasts out.The camera quality was bad from what she could see, s... her face was not clear, in fact, the image was so blurry she knew no one would recognize her. Sighing with relief, she quickly pulled her husband out of the shop and they headed back to the hotel before any more damage could happen.As soon as they entered the room, Kumar played the clip again in his laptop and showed it to her. She smiled at his. I'm horny, she thought in mild astonishment. What with the Chrissy situation, it had been a while.She turned to the rock face and clutched the splashing water to her. She directed rhythmic splashes against her furry lips, while her other hand skinned back her clit. Oh yes, little pearl, you need a good rubdown too. She closed her eyes and moved against the warm rough rock, grazing her nipples against it under the warm water. She thought again of the times that they had been together, the three. She milks me of every drop and then gently begins cleaning my sensitive cock head. I'm groaning when her tongue lightly skims over then under and around my now spongy crown, carefully pressing it into her moist mouth and holding it there as its sensitivity lessens. When I'm able to bear it, she licked the length of my shaft cleaning away the last remnants of my cum. I lay there, eyes closed in a sexual stupor and in a hoarse voice mumbling, " Yes, baby, that's good, you did a good job." With. Her breasts were as round as melons, full and rich, a lusty challenge to his eyes. She twirled around, and he could see that pert posterior, curvy, and perfect.But her pussy!It is not for nothing that the vagina has been called the holiest of holies. It is the canal that gives life itself. It is the desired, cherished target of millions of men throughout history. There has always been something mystical, something precious, even sacred about this organ, this fount of pleasure, this place of so.