“You wanted a ride home?” I suggested.“No, its fun I want to stay,” Cassie replied. The dark girl beside her smiled as she spread her legs to...welcome one of the guys who had been wanking in the other room. She reached for his cock and guided it into her snatch without a word. It looked so odd his pink ass bobbing between her ebony thighs.“Fine,” I agreed, “So why ring my Dad?”“I’m having fun now, come back in an hour,” Cassie ordered.“Fuck you!” I snapped.“Aye Aye skipper,” she laughed and a. He doesnt stop, he doesnt slow down, and he doesnt tire out, he just keeps pounding her guts out without letting up, her body starts convulsing from the intensity of her near constant orgasms, until she finally passes out from being so overwhelmed. Mike just keeps plowing away, and a few minutes after she comes to, screaming again. Finally, Mike starts talking nasty to her. Is that good? Huh? You fuckin like that dick?! A weak mmhmm is all she can manage. You fuckin like havin that filthy. He did not allow me to wrap the saree. he put on his underwear only. now he poured the second glass. I was really feeling very shy and ashamed of my self.I denied for the second glass but he requested with such affection and more over I started liking also so did not resist much but took the second glass. during the drinking minutes I requested him to go back as soon as the glass is finished. I was little nervous if some sees him with me it will be difficult to stay in the building with my. That was about the time I noticed a chubby in my shorts. I could feel the sexual tension. We had to cut the night short and leave right after we ate. I thought about the playful banter between my wife and Anthony on the drive home. The blood started flowing to my cock as I thought about him taking her to the back bedroom of the lake house while we were all outside at the party and fucking her silly. I wanted to see her reaction to meeting Anthony, so I asked her what she thought of him. She.