Big time." Carol was trying to look angry, but it wasn't working. Her nipples were hard against the thin material of her dress and her pout looked mor... like a come hither and fuck me look."It wasn't that bad sweetie." Paul locked his front door and after placing his keys on the counter, he began walking towards the bedroom. They had been at a banquet for his work and he had asked her to entertain his boss for a little while. She thought that would mean chatting and flirting innocently. She. It was so warm, and soft, but resisting. And those nipples, which filled Zoot's mouth tasted so sweet. Her saliva dribbled down her mother's breast, while she gripped her now smooth crotch in a hand, feeling that unfamiliar hairlessness, and masturbating herself with a long finger."That'll be enough, dear!" said Zoot's mother, clearly reluctantly, after a few minutes. "You've got your party this evening to look forward to. You don't want to be worn out before then, do you?"Zoot let herself be. She came to enjoy it just as much, and perhaps even more than her husband. She would cum on that Black dildo like she had never cum before. She would cum quickly as she felt the combination of her husband’s tounge on her clit, ‘her’ Black toy pushed deep inside of her, and the growing thoughts of someday actually having a big Black stud put his Black cock deep inside of her. ‘Her’ toy was deeper in her pussy than any man had been before, certainly deeper than her ‘small’ husband, and soon she. Becky entwined her hands in Vicky’s hair and forced Vicky’s face ever harder into her flooding pussy, as with a heave of her hips, and a mewing noise in the back of her throat, Becky came again in shuddering waves, forcing Vicky to gulp down the flowing juices. Vicky finally sat up, and, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, said “It’s your turn now young lady!” With a contented sigh, Vicky felt the mane of hair spread out over her belly, as Becky’s soft lips fastened on to her pussy, and a.