" Jamey pushed back into her, cutting off her cries of pleasure as she moaned from deep within her throat, and Brad increased his pace, fucking hard i...to her pussy as Jamey fucked down her throat.Cindy now had Phip's tongue up her ass, and her mother's tongue alternating between her mouth and her tits. She thought she was ready for something more. "Okay," she yelled at Phip, "come up here by me." As he moved to comply, Sara watched her husband fucking Julia down her throat as her son fucked. As with a majority of Indian women, in Michael's opinion anyway, she was very attractive and a slight smile crossed her face as her eyes met his. Michael must have been open-mouthed from the twin visions of the woman's backside and her face and he remained transfixed as she walked away from him, her big backside swaying.Michael was so engrossed that he initially walked past the item that he had entered this aisle to purchase but he backtracked and put it in his basket. Two aisles further down. Would you have been embarrassed if we'd have done that with the others in the room?" I don't know," Andy had admitted. "Maybe. I wasn't embarrassed last week because I knew that no one could see what you were doing." Elizabeth could," Regan had countered."Well, I guess I was more worried about a guy seeing you do that," Andy had acknowledged. "I don't know if I'd be comfortable with Paul or Chris watching you have sex." That's what Joy said," Regan had replied with a nod. "She said it was more. He looked at me again and I nodded my consent. He started with the soft skin of her center, moved to the now damp slit. He stuck a finger in Joan's cunt and slid it in and out, up and down. Joan was breathing heavily and thrusting her cunt toward the finger in her. This was no massage. It was about sex and Joan. He kept fingering her as his hands became dripping with her juices. Joan's whole body was flush with lust and quivering with need.I walked over to the head of the table and leaned in to.