”“So I understand. I use rechargeables myself.”“A man who cares about the environment. A good quality. Would you watch my bag?”“Sure. Ther... isn’t a bomb in there or a severed hand?”“No, just a vibrator,” she said as she hopped down and walked towards the ladies room.I just shook my head and sipped my beer. She was fun, no doubt about it. I wondered how often she whipped out that picture of her roommate. It was a good picture, and Rachel did look cute. I suspected she had some serious back. As she thrust her tongue back into my bowels to scoop out more jizz, Lottie's tongue danced around in my cunt. My eyes were so wide as I felt it. My heart pounded in my chest. This was insane. She was licking and lapping at me, just feasting on my twat.Savannah plunged her tongue into my asshole to find more of Shane's jizz.“She's a dirty whore, isn't she,” Shane said, moving around to stand before me, his cock thrusting out at me.“Yeah,” I said, smelling the sour flavor of my bowels on his. It was the day we left for our so called honeymoon. We had to catch a flight from Delhi to Kerala. I asked her do you intend to wear sarees all through the trip and she said yes without thinking much about my question. I lived in America for so long, I studied in engineering college, I never been with anyone apart from my mother who wears saree everywhere she goes, so it was kind of odd for me too. I asked her what about goa, are you planning to wear saree even in that weather. She said yes. " she added. With he one free hand Margo reached behind her and grasped the mammoth cock and slowly guided it to her snatch. With her lips busy on John's cock she supressed a gasp as the much bigger cock slowly slid into her dripping snatch. In a manner of seconds it had surpassed the depth her own husband reached and it was still going deeper. Her eyes began to water as the cock buried itself deeper....a depth no man has ever gone in her. As she bobbed her head up and down in John's lap, her.