.Jesus Christ!!!" she said grabbing the back of my head and smothering me in her snatch. I start teasing her clit with my tongue. Then I eased one fin...er inside her pussy. God it was tight as hell. Her dumbass husband must not fuck her at all."Yeah, finger my pussy, god it feels so good James, your more of a man than my husband ever was... don't stop lick that pussy," she screamed."Your pussy tastes so good." I said in between licks."James I want you inside of me... now please... fuck me." I. Long enough to be helped out of my dress so that I was completely naked and exposed. Long enough for Anya to start making out with me as I rode the beast. Long enough to leak all over the top of the saddle-like seat.And then, I came for the second time. Just as hard. Just as intensive. Just as humiliating.“Please, no more,” I think I mumbled.“Just one more. For me.”“Okay,” I whimpered, feeling the vibrations getting stronger. “Oh god.” I managed, my eyes rolling slightly back, aware that I was. Dad will text me to give us some warning.”Civia, already with a panty on, looked at me, then swallowed.“I ... I’m fine. That will be fine. I don’t want to be a drag.” She inhaled deeply. “I want to get to where you girls are. I can do it.”She looked at each of us, then pushed her panty down and off. When she stood erect, again, she looked around, then looked at me and nodded. I returned the nod and headed for the stairs, phone in hand. When I entered the kitchen, I saw that Heather had sandwich. He spit on his cock, and pushed himself inside her tight backdoor. He started pounding her ass, trying to punish her. He heard her screams, but he wanted her to give in. His hand reached to the back of her head, pushing her face against the wet, cold surface of the metal truck. His other hand wrapped around her waist, and his fingers slipped into her pussy. She was using all her strength to keep her legs from giving out underneath her. Her face was being held against the truck, and at this.