“Uh huh.” Chris moans louder. “Make me cum baby, please make me cum.”She smiles, looks up at Chris again and pushes her mouth over his bucking...cock again. She grabs his hips with both hands and begins to slam her face back and forth. She turns and twists her head each time the hard cock slams down her throat.She sucks harder and lets his cock sink deeper and deeper, till the point that she almost begins to gag. She moves her hands to his balls and begins to play with them. Chris moans louder. I whimper and gasp as I feel his hand slip underneath the waistband of my tight workout capris leggings, hearing his satisfied groan at my being panty-less. He begins to rub my clit firmly, not wasting any time as I lean back, my hands on his knees and moan out louder. “Michael!” I moan, almost whining with the need to feel his cock inside of me as my orgasm hits, my body rocking on his lap with his fingers fervently rubbing my overly sensitive bundle of nerves over and over, my moans getting. ‘If it was someone special.’ He returned to his wife who had a look of ecstasy on her face. She curled into him, squeezing his cock tightly as she stroked. ‘I know you will enjoy it.’ Hannah leaned in and kissed him, their tongues probing passionately as they explored each other. Bruce stroked her arms and pulled her closer, her breasts pressing against his chest. ‘Mmmm…’ she moaned as their lips parted. She raised herself up and slipped into his lap. ‘You love these, don’t you?’ She slipped. He started fucking her hard and deep forcing her body to betray her as the pain shifted to pain and pleasure forcing an orgasm to grow in her pussy. She felt the orgasm racing to freedom when Jim pulled her head up by the hair forcing her mouth open and drove his big cock into her throat making her gag. He pulled out as she retched up the glass of water. He stood back until she got her breath and rammed back in her throat fucking her without mercy. She fought inside to kill the orgasm rushing.