I felt something hard against my belly. I moaned. ‘I want you so badly, ever since we first met I knew I wanted to do all these things to you,’ he...exhaled, before planting kisses around the side of my neck. My breathing quickened. My pussy was seeping with my juices. I was no longer cold at all as our sexual heat enveloped us. ‘You should turn off the food,’ I commented. I wanted him to fuck me so badly. ‘You’re right, wait in the living room for me,’ he said, kissing me then walking towards. ”“Time flies when you are having fun,” she giggled, wiping herself and stuffing tissues into her panties.They raced out of the room, he tossing a $20 for the maid. A single glance showed mountains of evidence, police evidence. If his wife didn’t get him, Bubba would.He barely skidded to a stop at the market, “Tossing your hooker out without even a kiss?”He blew a kiss, “Sorry! Sorry! I’ll call you.”“If you survive.”He drove off, narrowly missing another vehicle, “HEY! You’ve got my skateboard!. Both women had verbally agreed that, once the two pussies were fully conjoined, they would remain in this labia lock until either or both of them could no longer continue. Corinna and Susanne were both known to have sizable clitorises. A protracted encounter between their female “weapons” loomed. Both knew that a clit to clit duel was in store for them on this propitious occasion.As the sexual duel between their swollen labia intensified, both women could feel their burgeoning womanly. A mischievous grin spread across his lips as he looked at her overfilled pussy. Kneeling he ran his hands along her legs, letting her catch her breath. He took her left heel in his right palm. Greg wasn't stupid, he knew that Sarah's insistence on him staying wasn't purely for his work. He knew she didn't want to give up having both men within access twenty-four seven.Softly he kissed her left heel and started to work his kisses up her leg, moving slowly to her pussy. He stopped kissing with.