She was hopelessly impaled now.Her body was pinned down to the mattress beneath me and she'd taken my surging rod of flesh to the hilt between her rel...ctantly upthrust ass-cheeks.Then another cry rose to my wife's lips but it was a cry of defeat, not pain as I began to move. I was delighting in the lewd skewering of my wife's asshole and as I continued to drive smoothly into the rubbery tight rectal flesh, her cries of protest gradually began to change, becoming finally mewls of forbidden. ‘Grump.’ Anna replied, ‘I left some batter out if you want a waffle before class and there’s syrup in the cupboard. I gotta run, I’ll see ya in the evening babe’ she chirped, and with that she was out the door. Kat cleaned up, had her breakfast and then ran the ten blocks to class. She arrived just before the profesor, and sat down in her seat, opening her notebook to take notes. ***** Connor Leigh leaned back in his seat, not paying attention to the lecture but instead thinking about Kat.. I continued fingering her hot pussy and licking her clit until she'd gone completely still and let out a long sigh, then I raised my head. I watched her chest heaving as I straightened up onto my knees then gave her entire naked body a good looking over as I started pulling off my own shirt. I stood on the bed just long enough to drop my shorts and underwear causing Sandy's eyes to go wide as she got a look at my throbbing tool as it sprung out.I knelt between her legs then took my cock in hand. He sat on the bed and I held my tits over his dick sideways. I moved my boobs pressing them over his dick. He knew I was titty-fucking. He pulled and pinched my nipples hard. I said “kyan be maja aa raha hai ki nahi, bol kaisi hai meri chhochiyaan”. He grabbed my tits and said “Gora hai, gol hai, mast hai, aaj main aapki choochyon se doodh nikaloonga” I breasts were not milking for one year after I stopped breast feeding my son.“Wah kya doodh hai tumhari Sneha” . liar, there was no milk. He.