She let out a squeal, clutching at his neck desperately.Ray chuckled softly, "Shhh, wake kids." You bastard," she laughed quietly. It was almost a gig...le.He carried her to the bed after grandly sweeping her through the doorway to the bedroom. Ray barely avoided smacking her head against the edge of the door and unceremoniously dropped her onto the bed.He collapsed next to her panting and gasping for air. His arms felt almost weightless. His brow was damp and his face flushed as his heart was. The penis reacted with a twitch and hardened again. ‘I may need your services again soon, technician!’ Sally said. She removed hand from his penis. ‘But now I really got to go.’ ‘Yeah. Sure, ma’am.’ Mike grabbed his working pants and took something from his wallet. He handed it to Sally saying: ‘This is my card and my phone number. Next time you can call directly to me, ma’am!’ ‘Thank you! I will!’ she smiled warmly. Mike Crawford left the house. Sally was still in her lingerie only. She took a. Here, she pushed her face deeply into the whipped cream, eating mouthful after mouthful of creamed pussy as she licked Dina from twat to clit, first in long, slow motions, and then in faster smaller ones, centering on her clit and lips. Dina’s head thrashed against the pillows as Alli moved her mouth around her pussy, licking, sucking, kissing, and tonguing, teasing her to the brink of screams. When Dina’s pussy was all clean of whipped cream, Alli pushed two fingers into her cunt, gently. And that is just what he was doing on Sunday afternoon, two days after Rob’s ill-fated visit, watching – as it happened – his favourite bukkake flick on Claire’s screen while the girls quietly ate pussy. “That’s an idea,” he said suddenly. “Do you want me to get some other guys in, Al? We could give you a bukkake party or something? Would that improve your self-esteem?” he suggested, helpfully.“Aw, that’s such a sweet idea, Brad – but no thanks, I don’t really want anyone else to know what’s.