She grasped the back of his head between her legs as he began stroking his tongue up and down over her clit. Ty slipped his index finger into her puls...ng wet pussy, and slow began running the tip of his finger along her G-spot, the stewardess buckling over at the intensity of pleasure and digging her fingers into Ty’s scalp, pushing him deeper between her legs. Her reaction only stood to encourage Ty to go further increasing his tongue and finger, faster and faster, till she was nearly falling. That actually felt amazing! Pre-cum was dripping out of my cock like a faucet as my cock flung around uncontrollably. "I'm going to cum," I announced. "Oh fuck I'm going to cum." Yeah, slut," Tom said. "Pretend your wife is watching. Show her how you can cum without even touching your cock! Show her how much you like dick -- my dick! -- in your ass!"I closed my eyes and imagined it. Imagined my wife right next to me while I bounced happily on this cock. My dick was still swinging up and down,. Chocolate covered anchovies sprung to mind - now call me perverse, but having never tasted chocolate covered anchovies before I discovered I quite liked this flavour and, holding her thighs well up out of the way, I stuck in my tongue and went to work to explore the situation further."Jesus, Sven that's fucking cold, get it OUT!" was the request, but I couldn't - it really had gone right inside Sam's cunt.I think she began to orgasm at that point. Whatever! The contractions began to squeeze. She felt awkward and confused telling herself, “This is too strange, that woman gives me the creeps. Why do her eyes look green now?” Natasha walked back toward Candice with a French Maid outfit in her hand. She said, “Candice,” as if to savor her name as it came from her red velvety lips the color of a deep red rose. Candice tried on the outfit and it fit her like a glove. She loved the low neckline that showed off her 40D breasts and the short frilly skirt that barely covered her ass. Candice.