“I can take ten strokes too. One for each one my wife takes.” And then he gripped my fingers again.God,” I thought, ‘I wish I knew how she was...giving him all this courage.’Ivan stepped back from me. I felt him pick up the bamboo rod. Then he put it between my legs and lifted the tip until it touched my mons right above my clit. He then drew the tip back slowly, touching my clit, trailing it through my lips and across my perineum, lingering in contact with my anus, then up the crack between my. Vinci couldn’t describe the sensation, there were no words for what she was doing. What little he had learned hadn’t prepared him for this. He felt himself get hard, harder than ever and, without warning, he came.Marley choked a bit, and when she looked back up at him, she admonished him, “Give a girl a little warning next time.” He felt more than a little ashamed, but her face was simply amazing to look at. She had some of his cum on her cheek and hand and suddenly he understood a word that. She felt the cock pushing in my pants and suddenly she told she could take care of it.I couldn’t believe my ears. “What do you mean?” I asked and she told me that she meant the thing poking her in the stomach. She then told me that she spend good time with me, though I had a right to reuse her offer. Then we went back to the table and she made some excuse to her daughter and said she had to go now for a few minutes and asked me to go with her. There was no problem that she was asking such a. I didn’t want to stop, and she grabbed my head, pushing my tongue right into her wanting pussy. I obliged and slid my tongue in and out, going deeper and faster until she gripped my head tight, pulled my hair. Her legs were shaking as a hard orgasm hit her whole body. ‘Oh fuck, I needed that. That was so good!’ She said it so quickly, her breathing still fast and shallow. ‘Now I want that cock in me, here.’ Sliding down off the top, she leaned over the kitchen table, legs spread wide. ‘Fuck.