I felt her whole body tense with the pain of her hymen breaking, and felt incredible heat washing over my cock. Deep inside her body, I held still aga...n, and after a moment, I started to thrust. Carla looked at my face and mouthed the word, Why?.Carla's StoryMy pleas went unnoticed by the man. He shoved his finger inside me, and I flinched in horror. "Please, please don't do this" I begged softly. As he began to lower his head, I realized what he was about to do. I closed my eyes, praying that. E. chance in a million. Meet in male mode a couple where the guy could not get it up any longer and wanted to watch his wife fucked and she need some cock so badly or so it turn out.She was an Asian in origin from Thailand I think and I’m guessing a catalogue bride. Now her in her forties and him in his seventies she was not getting a lot. From the advert and the original message exchange I was thinking he was driving this and want to watch his wife fuck as he could not. But not the case, this. In the distance I heard two car doors close and footsteps approach, but never looked up and to my surprise I suddenly felt a set of cold hands grab my tits roughly and kneed them like dough. I looked up instantly to find two black men, one with a mustache and the other bald, staring at me while my blonde friend never even looked up from working my clit with his tongue. The man with the mustache who was tugging at my nipples now smiled and said “looks like we are late for lunch”. I. She wedged a hand between us to grope my breasts, her palm gliding over my aching nipples. I moaned into her mouth. Becky drew away from me to whisper, "Touch me, Mom." How could I resist such a sweet invitation? My hands were resting lightly on my daughter's back, and I let them slowly glide down to fondle her tight little ass. Hungry for more, my fingers stole between her cheeks, lightly stroking the cleft of her anus. She hummed with pleasure, both hands covering my breasts now. My fingers.