He was amazing with his tongue. He was seconds away from fully destroying my will. No… You cant&hellip, Dont&hellip, Yes I can&hellip, do whatever ... want. He pushed his tongue deeper into my pussy and humiliated me as this man gave me my strongest orgasms ever. I bit my lower lip to mute my moan but I could not stop my hip from arching to the sensation. My head was still spinning when he got onto the bed and knelt between my legs. I felt his cock at my entrance but I was too late to do. She undid her blouse and removed it. Her bra was holding her boobs up and tight. She was wearing a black bra which was in contrast with her white skin tone. The way she remove her bra was one reason which makes me mad about her. She will stretch her hand behind and struggle to unhook it. The way she struggles to unhook it, those fraction of seconds are very valuable for me. After she unhook it and set her boobs free, she will leave out a big sigh of relief. I could see a sense of happiness and. Here is how the conversation goes she will say.“Do you want to taste my pussy?” I take a deep breath and say "I really want to lick the cum out of your cunt, I want to clean up all that mess for you. " She will say "Oh, you’re such a nasty boy! You want to lick up my cunt after it’s been used and fucked by BBC? It’s really a wet hot mess, isn’t it? It’s even messier than normal because Darryl and his friends wiped their dripping big cocks all over it. Well, I guess it does need to be cleaned. Ishtu was listening with rapt attention and I could feel her breath speeding up. Then the girl kept the book on the side table and picked up a glass of juice from the side table. When she bent there was a quick glimpse of the side profile of her boobs. They were not too big but nicely shaped with pointed nipples.Then Ishtu said something that blew my fuses; Was her boobs like mine; she said it with so much innocence that it was infinitely horny. I took a quick glimpse at her boobs and noticed.