The girls clung together, wallowing in Flair's piss, rising in perverted ecstasy to orgasm. Then they both broke."Ahhhhh." Throb, throb, throb, went F...air.Maddy's cunt expired with ecstatic squeezes as she reveled in the tight body lock and the unspeakable fluid that sealed them together. She worked off her spasms crying animal grunts. Then everything faded into the sweet afterglow of sex.Then Flair rolled off of her and laid back, her face shocked, her big luscious body smeared with her own. ‘I just need to have a quick chat with Muriel and Orpington, but go on through and I will join you shortly.’I pushed open the door and found myself in what could have been just about any modern art gallery: polished oak floor, white walls, and enough LED track lighting for almost every eventuality.Covering two of the walls were what I first took to be small-format etchings – some monochrome, others with a dash or two of colour – but which, on closer inspection, turned. After a moment of pure ecstasy, he reverse wrenched and pulled back to her dismay but with his plan, he was surely going to make up for any agony of loss and leaving the pussy empty. He heard her whimper and with a cruel stroke of his cock deep to his balls against her clitoris and soothing caresses on her back, she was relaxed once again. As he held her ass globes and spread them, he could see the pinkish tight button sized opening sending painful lust in his body. Pasha had dreamt and. I had downed half of the bottle of wine and suggested we take it back to his room, well we were only here to relieve him of his semen, so we would be travelling back home after the fuck, regardless of how long it lasted. The room was very basic, almost cold like and functional, as we walked in, the bed was big enough, queen size, and I caught him looking at me as I eyed the bed, then threw my coat onto it. My husband fumbled away with the camera, and when he placed a couple of the video tape.