Doug wondered, did Clint fuck her too? Or was he the one who filmed the other two fucking his wife who was screaming in passion?God, despite his initi...l concern, he was very turned on by the scene. He watched it over and over.His wife was obviously loving it. Her eyes seemed glazed over with lust, as she squirmed, pushing back at the big black man taking her from behind.And Doug had to admit to himself no one was forcing her to suck the other guy's big black cock. Both of her hands stroked it. She sank that wonderful shaft into my asshole as that thick shaft penetrated deeper and deeper into my bowels.It was a wondrous moment. I savored it so much. I loved her hermaphrodite-cock sinking into my bowels. It was a real thrill to have her buggering me as I scooped her cum out of her wife’s pussy. I licked and lapped with such ferocity at Mother Sianili’s snatch.“Oh, that’s so good,” the sylph moaned. “Oh, my sapphire, she’s licking all your seed out of my pussy.”“She’s a good girl,”. .. modelling to do." Er... modelling is it?" He grinned. "Sounds decidedly decadent to me. Tell me, just who are you modelling for?" Caroline Herschfeldt." You're kidding!" Brian Hacker was in complete shock. "Tell me you're kidding." No." Now I was in shock at his reaction. "Y-you mean y-you know her?"Carol opened her door and stepped out on the street before opening my door. "I think we'd better go to the door don't you, unless of course you know another Caroline Herschfeldt who paints. . I had ever eaten. She must use expensive douches because she smelled and tasted of cinnamon, clove and nutmeg ... and, as her juices flowed unchecked, of rampant lust.With Angela now sodden with love juice, and moaning and whimpering with undisguised pleasure, I deemed it time for another attempt at penetration.I slid in, slowly and deliberately. The breath came out of her as from a deflating balloon, and her eyes lit up like lights on a pin ball machine. Her slender legs wrapped around my.