” I knew something was up and decided to do a little eavesdropping to find out just what it was.It seems Sunita Aunty was frustrated with the dating...scene and the lame guys she was meeting. Most of them had too much baggage, or if they did end up in bed, it was so disappointing and unsatisfying she was on the verge of giving up altogether and becoming a nun. My mom listened and laughed here and there, and at one point said: “maybe you need to find a younger man.”They were moving on to their. Her natural nectar fell over my tongue as it went and I tasted every bit of her goodness. I never knew that pussy tasted so good.Tasting Missy’s clit made me think of my own. So I moved my right hand down between my legs and began to stroke over my clit, feeling the shaft of Brantley’s elongated sexual organ slightly as he filled me. As I touched my clit, the sensation of needle pricks filled my whole body as my sensitiveness set in and sent a rush through me. I had to stop feeling my clit. Then another set of hands held her ass and buried it cock in her hungry rectum. The second cock continued a rhythm causing Dee to have her first orgasm. Dee began to buck back against the cock. "Whack!" The leather came down on the table. "Keep still, slave!" Dee grunted. Someone removed her ball gag. "What's your response when your master gives you a command, slave?" "Yes!" Dee said meekly "Whack!" "Wrong answer. You say, yes master." "Yes! Master!" The act of obedience made Dee. Her drab navy sundress billowed up to reveal her short powerful legs. As she drew closer, Betty noticed how defined those legs had become, they were sinewy columns now, flexing dramatically with each forceful spin of the pedals. Betty unfolded her parasol and skipped out onto the sun-baked lawn to greet her. Eugenia swiftly rode a head-spinning circle around Betty, then squeezed the breaks, raising a plume of dust into the air. Alarmed, Betty started, blinking her stinging eyes rapidly. A.