She looked up at the gorgeous blonde, and felt a stab of fear and inferiority as Denise wasted no time in grabbing her ankle and twisting her leg."AHH...HHHHGGG!" Traci cried out as the pain shot through her knee and leg. She kicked out at the blonde, striking her thigh, and Denise grunted, but didn't let go. Denise grabbed Traci's other leg, pulling them apart. She looked down into Traci's eyes, a menacing smile on her lips, as she held her open like a wishbone. Then she stomped one foot down. Janet was trying to contain both tits using the whole of her arm but the flesh just seemed to spill out the more he pummelled her. She could not contain them.She began to moan, ‘I’m gonna cum baby’. This was her husband’s cue to speed up the pace and with this, they were both on the cusp of orgasm. Her breathing became deep and frantic before being drowned out by his grunting. His balls were slapping her even harder and with one loud cry, he ejaculated deep inside her. Underneath his cry was. .silently encouraging him to fuck you harder, to take what he wanted, to use you completely. You were just a plaything, a birthday present...my gift to him.From the sound of his grunting and the speed of his thrusts, from the tension in his back and his legs, I knew he was close. I could feel it from across the room. He pulled back, climbing off you to stand by the side of the bed. One hand snaked into your hair while the other furiously stroked his shaft. He pulled your head to his cock,. This also might be a slutty hooker waiting for you and another guy to squirt cum in her pussy. Lady G's shock of hot pink hair takes my breath away. We embraced. I could smell sex and weed. The room was warm, inviting and had a musky aroma. Weed, perfume and cum. We didn't even get across the room when I got his text asking if that was us on the top floor with her hair. We laughed and he said he was on his way up. When you go into the room with a hooker it is a funny place to be. It is.