Don’t touch my nipples. You are making them dirty for your master. How will he touch my body ravaged by you? Don’t you dare put your hands on my p...ssy? It is for my husband.But she was not removing his hands. She was actually giving him hints to touch her nipples and press her breasts. He placed his hands on her naked pussy and rubbed it. He inserted his fingers in her twat. His fingers went in easily. It was wet already. He knew she was wet for fuck and she was acting to him. He laughed. Her ass bit down. Her cunt tightened with every contraction of her orgasm. It was a heavy orgasm that seemed to go on forever. No longer able to support her weight, Sara sat down on the bench next to Mrs. Anderson and weakly pulled her shorts back up to cover herself."Fuck," Sara whined. "It burns." Yes dear, it's supposed to burn," Mrs. Anderson said. "Now give me a kiss and thank me for your orgasm."The cooler blocked her husband's view, but if her c***dren turned around they would surely. The necklace broke with beads running all around. My mouth hungrily continued sucking her yummy nipples. She kept talking and moaning. After eating her boobs and nipples, I grabbed her chin and started kissing her with my hands undoing the saree from her hips.I continued sucking away the saliva off her lips. My hands rubbed her juicy, shaved pussy. She went wild, kissing me with her nose getting crammed with my nose. I sensed a properly wet pussy, and she was horny. She broke the kiss and said,. ‘Beautiful’, he exclaimed, perhaps he thought by complimenting me I would accept his probing. ‘Pull you lips open’, was all he said, and I reached down beneath my own buttocks and pulled myself apart. ‘Wider girl, wider, you can open your cunt wider to have a baby’. I was shocked by his crudity and when he shone a pen torch up inside me, I only realized when he looked into my eyes, he had pushed it inside me, and was slowly twisting it and with an undulating in and out motion. ‘What are you.