The timbre in the crunch of her high-heeled boot steps changed, as they moved from the trail’s gravel and loose shale, to the summit’s hard packed...snow cap.Kouma stood there, drawing in great lungs full of air. Her posture remained ramrod straight, though she’d like nothing better, than to collapse to the ground. Muscles, honed lean and firm over time, trembled from the exertion. She stood, gazing straight ahead, at the panorama of mountains that the blinders didn’t obscure. She still felt. Robert pushed her down. Now she was on her knees in front of him. He was wearing a short. He was playing football with the boys when Mr. Thomas called him.He unbuttoned his shorts and pushed it down.His cock was hard and erect in front of the girl.She could smell the warm smell of the cock - a mixture of sweat and urine.He pushed back his foreskin and saidTake it in your mouth.She had no option. She opened her mouth. As soon as she opened her mouth, he pushed his cock inside her and held her. My pussy was swollen for days. I think..."As they walked through the open bedroom door, Jeff had his face buried in Helen's groin. She had her eyes squeezed shut, gripping the sheet with both hands, her ass raised completely off the bed, pushing her pussy against Jeff's mouth. Her nipples were hardened, extended pebbles that adorned her beautiful breasts that shook slightly with the aftershocks of her orgasm.Jeff looked over his bare shoulder as his wives quickly got out of their clothes, "Put. "Oh, no, you're not getting out of my legs that easily!" I laughed, cupping my hands over the back of his head and pulling him so hard and deep into my pantyhose-clad crotch I thought I'd break his nose. "Get in your grandma's cunt and SMELL IT!"He screamed an agonizing scream, the vibrations of which rippled into my pussy, making me wetter and wetter. I moaned, grinding him now, twisting my hips as I held his face to my soaking pussy, and used his abused face for my pleasure, his garbled cries.