You thrust your hands against your chest to push him away, but the hard muscle forces you coil down against his shirt and grip a hold, tugging him in....ou feel his hand drift down your shoulder, gently caressing your tricep before curling around your back, snaking is his arms around you. You do the same, caressing is his hard-pressed chest before trailing your arms around to his back, although placing your arms under his. You immediately feel his cool fingers slip underneath the back of your. The noise had the effect both women expected — it woke up sensual blonde Monica, the third member of last night’s kinkfest. ‘Lord, you two!’ she sighed, stretching out like a tanned blonde cat, ‘You’re both such nymphomaniacs , can’t a woman get any sleep around here?’ There was a quick motion and Kelly was now lowering her pussy on top of Monica’s face while Reagan buried her face in Monica’s also-waxed pussy. ‘You two are evil, you know that?’ the blonde Swede purred contentedly. Life had. Murph’s large hands moved from her waist to her hips, reminding her exactly what he really wanted.What he always wanted.“Put me down Joe,” she growled, twisting her body around in his arms as she pulled from his grasp. She was in no mood for this, Smyth just left and she had finally made it back to the house when he showed up.“Don’t worry, I’m taking you home with me,” Murph said, lifting her up from behind as he carried her through the dark forest towards his house. She dug hard into his thick. It sprung free and a tiny moan escaped my lips as I saw his hard shaft standing tall and glistening with pre-cum. I wanted it, and I wanted it now. My hands moved up and down his shaft, feeling for anything that may be wrong. “It seems fine” I say in my most professional voice, “but to be sure I just want to check it with my tongue.” “Your tongue?” He asked with slight concern. “Are you complaining?” I said with a devilish grin as I bit my lip and continued to stroke his growing cock. He shook.