He sat behind me and licked my pussy petals once again. Having made my pussy lubricated he touched it with the head of his long dick. He was about to ...hove deep in my pussy when i held his meatloaf in my hand. “no, not in my pussy, honey, won’t you try to taste my anus?” I asked. He parted my ass crack and sniffed my anus. “oh my lord, it smells so nice” he murmured and touched my cervix with his tongue. “my goodness, it tastes so good” he again murmured and started fingering my anus. He made. She started laughing to herself. She was determined to have fun with him. Biting her lip, she waved. He flashed a look of surprise, and then looked at the other mechanics, checking to see if anyone had seen her. No, they had all already left for the lunch hour. Then he did the unthinkable. He walked out of the garage towards her car. Uh oh. She fumbled with her seat belt and fixed her skirt, trying to move her thighs on the hot leather. She had barely unbuckled herself when he leaned down and. The end of a tennis racket had been shoved far up her ass.“Wow,” I said in amazement. I had been looking at porn since I hit puberty, I’d been through the tour on-premises and even walked down Groper’s Alley, and yet I still wasn’t ready for seeing this hot woman’s ass stuffed with a tennis racket. Her pussy flaps were dripping wet. I noticed her wrists had been zip-tied to her ankles so that she couldn’t change that position.“Oh my,” even Charity looked impressed when she looked over at the. I madly wished if those lips would wrap around my cock. I smiled at her like a kid and she smiled back. Then I offered her a napkin to wipe the foam that was still over her upper lip. She shyly wiped it and then we took off to the mall.We searched for a blue shirt for ladies which the dancers would wear and selected a matching cap. It was a hip-hop style dance and all the girls would wear black jeans just like what she was wearing. Vedhika was showing it as a sample to the salesmen.I took her.