Max was grasping at Kristen’s ass trying to make her stop, but he was too weak. She moaned in pleasure as she released her feminine juices all over...his face. She heard him choke on and accidentally swallow some of them. Then she further slowed him down by sucking on the astonished real estate agent’s long, hard 10" cock. He grew harder and harder inside of her mouth with each suck. She underwent another earth-shattering orgasm, spewing yet another round of her cum onto his helpless face by. While dressing Angel, Tom had scurried about to and frotrying to make sure everything would fit and be snugbut safe and comfortable at the same time.Once in the car his attitude had shifted, and Angel hadenjoyed how he had her lean the car seat back and puther feet apart on the floor and let her skirt slip backto her waist from the air coming through the windows. She could feel her vaginal walls pulse from being heldopen but with nothing but cool air touching her depths.The rubber cooled. The pink Flamingo was the last of the original 1946 Vegas Strip hotels. I bought it on a whim and have since made it Claire’s and my home.I didn’t need Formula 69 when I climbed under the satiny sheets with Claire. This girl had a genuine affection for me and proved it daily. Slipping my cock into her deep, slippery pussy was the highlight of my days. I suppose we screwed and fucked a great deal more than most couples. Occasionally, and by mutual consent, we did partake of a drop or two of. ”“I… I don’t know.”“That’s not true.”His fingers were getting more insistent, not much, but she could feel him pressing inward, shifting up and down. Just a little more pressure and he would spread her lips and have a finger inside her.“You don’t need to tell me, I think I know,” he said and she could hear the smirk in his voice.“You’re breathing very heavily and,” her father’s fingers, finally pushed into her, easily gliding in and pressing softly on her clitoris, making her backside twitch.