She tastes sweet; yes, sweet. My whole being is almost empty now, just licking and getting fucked. Fucked, fed, owned. I’m near to a second orgasm w...en she momentarily lifts herself, freezing me with despair, and then twists herself around so she faces him, burying her cunt back down against my face. Her hands are on my tits now, groping my mounds at first, then becoming more gentle and cruel as she works my taut nipples with her fingers. As my climax closes again in on me I seek out her clit,. Certainly not some trophy wife who only eats rice cakes and celery!My other baby is where Candy was about four years ago. She doesn't have a name yet, but she's lean and mean. I stripped her down to the frame and have been restoring the 1970 Chevelle convertible to better-than-original condition. She's also red, but has black racing stripes and I'm fitting her out with polished chrome everywhere. When I bought her, she had an after-market 350 under the hood, but I lifted it out and dropped in a. ”Elli finished mixing her drink before sitting next to Kimberly directly across from Dave. She was still wearing her thigh length pinstriped black skirt but dispensed with the jacket and was wearing a white silk blouse. As she sat down her skirt again hiked up slightly but Elli kept her legs tight together preventing any free shot. Kimberly’s white long dress was tight on her showing every bump and curve of her thin body. Her breasts were nothing to write home about being grapefruit sized but. The bed was a squeaker. It creaked loudly with each plunge, the springs straining under the force of their lovemaking. The screechy sound bounced off the bedroom walls and all Bobby could think about was how Summer and Carl had to hear it back in the kitchen while they were having their tea. Bree didn’t seem to care or notice.Bree’s cunt felt slick and smooth to Bobby as he fucked her, a glossy ride in and out, over and over, and he felt like they were slowly sliding toward easy orgasms when.