"Fuck!" she gasped into his mouth, pushing her hips forward to meet the penetration of his fingers.Sam continued to poke his fingers into her tight li...tle hole, coating them with her juices. Pulling them out, he raised his hand to her mouth. “Taste yourself. Taste how fucking deliciously sweet you are.” He watched Sienna devour his fingers, lapping at her own honey. She held his gaze and grinned that sexy grin as she slid her tongue along his fingers and licked around his golden wedding. I still liked it, some, and to a point, but not as much as her hand. Then, I wasn't sure I liked it, as it cracked over and over into my ass. I realized tears were running down my face. But still I arched up, wanting to please her. Wanting to show her how strong I was. It went on and on.An especially hard one cracked into my left side, just under my cheek, and I jumped again. Realizing what I'd done, I quickly got back into position, but I knew it was too late."That's twelve with the crop, I'm. With his left hand, I felt him tickling, squeezing and juggling my balls, and periodically rubbing my taint from the balls to my ass crack. His grip was firm…firmer than the way I jerk myself off…but much more inviting. His strokes were solid and determined, as their goal was to deliver pleasure and get the reward of hot jizz from my steel rod….if I didn’t know any better, I would say that he has done this before…if it was to himself, he was an aficionado of jerking off, if it was to others,. Cindy said, ‘Oh God your big cock feels so fucking good inside me. Fuck me Michael. Fuck you Aunt Cindy. Give your Aunt Cindy a good fucking. Fuck her good. Fuck her. Fuck her.’ Because we were at the bar, it was difficult to see them having sex, so we picked up our drinks and went over to watch. Uncle Paul stood next to me and gently fondled my firm little ass cheeks while we watched my br*other Michael fuck his wife Cindy. After four or five minutes Michael started picking up speed and was.