Lifting the cum-drenched woman, he sat her on the bench and wiped her face and tits with her now spunk-covered skirt."Cum for me. Play with that hairy...pussy and cum for me."She obediently began stroking her pussy, legs spread wide, her head resting against the rear wall, her eyes closed. She was so close already. Her fingers became a blur as she rubbed her clit hard and fast.Charlie filmed her sitting nude in the booth, legs spread and covered with other men's spunk as well as his own oozing. He moved both his hands and cupped her tits, her heavy melons didn’t fit in his hands, he squeezed them and searched for the nipples. She started moaning with pleasure. He had got her errect nipples through her silk top, he started pulling her nipples. Riya pushed Rahul aside. With a smile she raised her dress up and took it off, she was in her lacy bra and panty. Rahul couldn’t believe his eyes seeing her tits. He grabbed her boobs and started sacking her nipples through her bra, she took both. She tries to struggle, but it's in vain; this awkward position on the long seat, where she's doubled over with her mouth and pussy full of cock from both ends, means she can't gain leverage to get loose from either man. Blake begins pressing the slickened tip of the nightstick inside Miranda's ass. She tries to fight it, but the strong fingers on his free hand keep her anus open, allowing the black tip to press in fully as she screams in muffled protest around McClint's nubby cock! Blake angles. How wrong I was, how gloriously wrong I was. He treated my pussy like it was the most marvelous feast he had ever had. He reveled in it, licking and sucking and dear god, biting until I screamed out loud. Not words, just screaming. I don’t remember how we got into the bedroom. I guess he carried me. I know I couldn’t have walked. I remember the sight of his bare chest and that perfect ripple of muscle that was his stomach. I couldn’t touch it enough. I licked his nipples until he flipped me.