Sweat poured off hisbody, dripping down to cover her like salty warm rain as he lunged forward andbackward, in and out in the rhythm of lust. It was a...perfect sexual rhythm, meshingwith her writhing madness and Herb’s blood boiled as he held onto her fiercely,impaling her like some sort of sexy demon. Each deep thrust brought gasps ofpassionate delight to her lips and Herb felt his lust-bloated testicles tremble at theheat of her. It was barely possible to keep his own lust under control but. Well the next couple days dragged on and on, but finally the day came, and they were here.We went through the usual greetings, and catching up. The whole time Brett hardly looked at me, or acknowledged my existence, which made me want him even more. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, although I did see Brett check out Molly more than a few times. Which made me a little jealous. Well when it got late and people decided to go to sleep, I went as well, my room is on the 2nd floor, my. " There's nothing wrong with you," he assured her. "You've just got a hot, hungry body. It's the best kind to have, to my way of thinking." You're sweet," she said softly. "And just for that, I'll give you a little taste!"She looked around to make sure no other cars were near, then lifted the hem of her dress and darted her right hand beneath it. She slid her index finger past the legband of her panties, dipped it into her simmering snatch, then drew out the wet, glistening finger."Here, sweet. “So good,” I moaned. “Basima, you naughty slut. You made your mother cum!”“With her big girl-dick,” panted Sa’dia.“Now make me cum, Mother,” whimpered Naila. “I need it, too.”“Yes,” Basima moaned, squirming on her twin. “Breed her, Mommy.”I had to. I ripped my cock out of one twin’s pussy, eager to be buried in the other. Naila latched her mouth about Basima’s pussy, drinking my futa-cum as it poured out tinged pink. I moved around the bed, Basima lifting her face, eyes glossy with pleasure,.