The men had all put on comfortable slacks and tropical shirts, although most of the shirts were undone and hung loosely about them. They were sipping ...t beers and sodas and frankly watching the cook. Phoebe hadn’t worn the emperor’s new clothes, but, if anything, her outfit was even more intriguing. She had taken a half dozen or more long, brightly colored scarves and wrapped them around her lush curves. One was tied bandeau style around her breasts, another was tied in a sash low on her hips,. I would love to be fucked and good, penetrated, if you will, but Ray just ... won’t go there, not with his dick. He won’t hump me at all. I’ve been faithful as much as I can, but it’s actually worse than I let on.“Otherwise, he’s a wonderful husband. Attentive, loving, caring, spoils me rotten, does his best, within his limited means, to provide for me. Hugs, cuddles, you get the idea. But he doesn’t even want a blowjob. He won’t put his dick in any part of me. His tongue, his fingers, sure.. At this time of year the Downs looked stunning and as the traffic at this time was virtually non existent she was able to take her time and appreciate nature.Pulling over into a small cutting she left the car and went to lean on the five bar gate, the field in front of her was full of sheep and frolicking lambs, she saw a fox in the distance and in a further field there was a bull who was happily serving an early breakfast to a willing herd of cows. He was in Heaven.So engrossed in watching she. I was just sinking my cock into Melissa’s cunt again when I saw Jill sit down heavily on Dan’s face. It looked so erotic seeing a big black woman smothering his white face under her big ass and thick thighs. He figured out how to twist his head to get periodic breaths, as she moved back forth, fucking his face with her big, hairy pussy. Even though I was very much involved fucking his wife, it was still interesting listening to him hungrily slurping on her cunt.With me being on top of Melissa,.