The girl kisses Irene again and rolls her waist hard, I concentrate again on the small anus and now without fear, without shame, without forgiveness t...e tip pierces, enters that tight tunnel of the gal. Irene helps by opening her daughter's ass, I make a movement back and forth with the tongue - coming in and out of the little hole, but more and more the sticky space opens - expands.While I research, I torture the k** by peeling her ass, take advantage of the position and the right hand. ”I was reading my story on my iPhone when Tony returned. He was carrying a server tray loaded with chips and salsa and a pitcher of margaritas.His smile is infectious.“Side job?”He laughed, “No, more like ownership.” He set the drinks and chips down. “I bought this as an investment property, it’s my baby.““It’s very nice.”“Let me read what you have so far.“As he reads the story, I was watching him. His eyes were darting back and forth over the words. Grinning, then scowling, then, his neck. “We went out a few times, but nothing was clicking.”“Something clicked enough for you to put your dick in her hoo-ha. My guess is it was those huge knockers.”“They were quite nice. But I like yours much better.”“Oh, please. I hardly have anything. I probably couldn’t even give a decent titty fuck even if you wanted it.”There was a loaded statement. “We’ll have to see about that one of these days.”She was up to my neck and shoulders again. Her crotch had settled over my lower back and she was. I wanted to be sure Victor was not watching us…I was so horny, but also felt dizzy, noticing I was unsure where our room was. William smiled more devilishly now and said his coconut drink had a special pleasure formula for sexy blonde married ladies.I finally could get our room, but Victor was not there.I sit down on our bed and when I turned, that black guy was fully naked, with his huge, incredible, throbbing cock near my face…I felt I was in shock, just staring at that magnificent dick with.