They start kissing Christy’s wobbling ass cheeks. Kneading them and spanking them until their handprints were on them. My hands even grabs a chunk o... her ass and squeezes it while forcing more and more of my enormous drill within her anus.“Fuck her ass. Fuck it hard. Rip that hole apart,” urged Cathy watching intensely as I pounded Christy’s ass harder and faster.Christy was biting down on my bed, trying to fight through the pain. Her giant tits sway underneath her wildly. Cathy and Cynthia. I could see she had a silver belly button stud. It was a small circle with a design etched into it. I couldn’t quite make it out without violating theboundary rule. It just added to her mystery. ‘Good morning,’ Amber said quietly. I looked up from her belly into smiling eyes. She had caught me checking her out, but she didn’t move to cover up. ‘What are you doing?’ She already knew the answer, but I could tell she was loving the asking of it. ‘Teasing myself,’ I answered quickly, ‘I can be. That left me with not quite all the assets a divorced wife usually receives not to mention couple of payments due to him out of future revenue. And of course it left me with the sudden job of running the show.Casey. As nervous as I felt at what was obviously to be a key moment, I knew I was enough of an actress not to let it show. And I knew well that the tone I set at this moment would have implications. I thought briefly of how George might have managed Casey, then quickly suppressed the. She tugged and rubbed on his plumbs ever so carefully. Every so often, she took a break to massage Patrick’s pubic area. Her fingers would creep up the base of his cock many times, but never quite reach the shaft. Patrick grew frustrated by the neglect toward his tool. ‘Babe, you are driving me up the wall. I need ass now.’ ‘Are you sure you want ass?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘OK. You asked for it.’ Francis’s fingers were well lubed by the olive oil. She had no difficulty shoving two of them up Patrick’s back.