Deana fucked me hard. Fast. She moaned as she pumped away at my cunt. Her tits heaved and slapped together. Her hairy bush smacked into my rump. The t...cklish strands made me shudder. My pussy clenched around her girl-dick, loving her.“Oh, fuck, that’s tight!” she moaned. “Ooh, teenage pussy, what a treat.”I broke the kiss and moaned, “Big time! Mmm, fuck me! Ram that dick hard into me! Then fuck my mother!”“Yes, yes, I need your big cock in me,” moaned Mom, her body squirming beneath me. Her. 'I accept your challenge Rick, I will go braless at the next meeting and ... and I will fuck if that is what you desire'. She smiled as she muttered the word 'fuck' for Rick had ignited an urge that had lay dormant for her husband, maybe because he didn't like her had ignored her and that was especially when it came to sex. She certainly hadn't been 'available' as a number of senior girls at school had been. Sure she had sex but it was rare, maybe because she didn't flaunt her sexuality and. He neared the bed and handed Abigail his crutches. Balancing carefully on his left leg, she gaped when he let the robe drop and then lowered himself carefully. “Ah,” he sighed. “Feel like a million bucks.” Pulling up the sheets to drape casually over his groin, he smiled up at her. “Thank you, baby. For the food and helping me shower.” He patted the bed. “Come.” “What?” “You wanted to sleep with me last night. You were too drunk and I didn’t want to. Not like that. But now you’re okay, so,. My life took a crazy turn when we reached Berlin. We only had a few more concerts to give, and this concert was at an arena called O2 World in Berlin. One afternoon we were rehearsing for a sellout crowd of eighteen thousand that evening. A couple of dozen roadies were setting up for the concert. We'd done all the sound level checks of the various microphones and band instruments, so we'd gone to an interior room to go over the concert program, song by song. We had a relaxed rehearsal with a.