Ellie could not take her eyes off him. She had never seen a man whose face was covered with a myriad of tattoos, and her face revealed as much."What's...you're name sweetheart?" the tattooed man asked, seemingly ignoring her blatant staring."Huh? Oh, what?" Ellie said, hardly hearing his question."He asked you your name," Armand said, not unkindly, knowing that her reaction was to be expected."My name?" Yeah, your name," Bertrand said again.Ellie ... my name is Ellie," she said forgetting that to. Roxie giggles and looks at Venezia, “Well I think I could better, no matter how hard I’m cumming.” “Really,” I ask while rubbing over her clit hard and fast until she closes her legs and moans on my hand. She smiles at me, “Yes, really.” Venezia walks over to Roxie and grabs her hips. She pulls Roxie off the couch and stands her up in front of me with her back turned to me. I slap Roxie’s little ass to make her moan as she made Venezia moan. Her ass doesn’t jiggle as much, but her tight ass. . “What’s a dipshit?”“A silly fool,” George told her, “someone who isn’t getting the obvious that is right in front of them.”“So why am I a ‘dipshit’?” she asked, “Is that right, ‘dipshit’?”“Yes,” George said, “That’s the correct word, but I am still waiting for Jill to explain why she applied it in this instance.”“You are dipshits” said Jill, “for not figuring out what clearly happened.”“Oh yeah, Miss Smartypants?” George said, “Then what exactly happened, if you know so much!?” It was playful. Josie’s legs tense up as she tries to adjust her nerves to this thick cock boring into her. Jim tells her she is perfect and that being inside of her feels incredible. In effort to add contrast, he grabs her breast with his other hand and picks up the tempo of the sex. Looking into his eyes, she is so fired up and sensitive that every pleasuring pump spreads throughout her body from head to toe. The sensation builds and she feels another one coming on, looking at Jim, she sees he has no.