“Oooh!” she said, lifting her head away from Bobby’s face. She was starting to move those famous hips of hers. I could tell Bobby Z wasn’t goi...g to last too fucking long. I didn't blame him. She would make any guy cum on the spot while they fucked her pussy. However, with two dicks inside her, I’m guessing almost any guy would have an issue holding his load.“Fuck! I’m gonna cuuuuuummmmmm!” she cried out. I seriously wish you could hear her moan right before orgasm. It’s something you’d never. Her mouth was wide open now and his prick-knob was so swollen that she thought they might be stuck together, that she could not open her jaw wide enough to disgorge that mouthful even if she wanted to. But that was the last thing that the cock-hungry girl wanted. She knew that she would have to empty the elk hound's cock and balls before she removed his prick from her mouth, and what a delightful prospect that was!A jet of jism hit the back of her throat.For a moment, she thought that the dog. He was not that long, but thicker than my medium rubber cock. He did not let me recover but started stroking his cock in and out. He did not come fully out for the first 10-20 strokes and I felt the pain continuing until I was feeling the pleasure more. Then, the bastard pulled completely outside, let my asshole close, and then suddenly forced his way back inside, not feeling much resistance at this point. He repeated this several more times, spanking me occasionally. Then he withdrew, turned. Her tits were astonishing: big, firm, fat, soft, warm, welcoming and smooth. I sucked her large brown nipples with passion. She started rubbing them on my belly, on my legs, on my balls, on my cock… I groped them again and massaged them with a violent sexual envy.Then, I had a flash of lucidity in my head. I had to fuck her, it had to be done. It was a duty, towards my future self. I couldn’t not fuck her. I stood up, made her sit on the sink, spread her legs, rubbed her moist pussy, and easily.