” Cindismiled up at me and spread her legs wide. Holly pouredsome oil onto Cindi’s asshole and massaged it in withher fingers, letting the... slip in and out of the littlepuckered anus. Then she poured some more onto my cock and rubbed itin. She held onto it as I positioned myself betweenCindi’s legs and pulled Cindi’s legs up so that herbutt was facing a tad upward. Then she acted as a guideas I slowly pushed my prick into Cindi’s tight asshole.Cindi squirmed and. He seemed somewhat crestfallen. His willingness to hang in this conversation was mostly fueled by his desire to remain present in front of her. Have her hear him. In his mind his stories of boat maintenance, rightly-timed stock purchases and sales and gossip about club board members was fascinating her, impressing her. He couldn’t have known her less. To be fair outside of me no one really did.“I’m getting ready for bed,” she said, her eyes then widening and looking directly at him, “but don’t. I started to lose control, my spine arching gripping the back of his head to push his face into me. My stomach muscles started to quiver and my cunt spasmed. I screamed his name as I saw stars. My orgasm crashed over me until my clit was too sensitive to continue and he made his way up my body to kiss me deeply. I could taste myself on his lips and tongue, his beard was soaked through. He still had his fingers buried in my arse. I could feel his hard cock sliding against my dripping pussy but. But who ever heard of a girl that wasn’t attracted to a real kitten?Wingman saunters around to Karen’s side causing her to have to twist herself to pat him again. Her skirt slides up as she widens her stance to maintain balance. The inside of her thigh has a little butterfly tattoo just below her crotch. ‘Hi little butterfly. I’d like to get to know you.’I don’t mention it ... yet.“Here, sit up here on the table. He’ll jump right up if he likes you.”I don’t tell her that he likes everyone,.