The tour operator was late. She was hardly surprised…she had seen the chaotic traffic of India. But she figured, this person was dealing with foreig... tourists who demanded punctuality so he should have been prepared and left earlier. She was going to give him a piece of her mind when he turned upAfter another 5 minutes, a Mercedes SUV turned up. “Miss Olya?” said the voice from inside? “Yes” she snapped. She was ready to unleash a barrage of indignation when the door opened and the man behind. Jason got behind her and inhaled deeply, smelling her pussy. She smelled delicious, so he gave her a lick, and took his first taste.Pete moved around, getting shots of the action from all sides, especially shots of the expressions on Lisa’s face. She looked like she was in heaven as her brother ate her out. If this was how it felt to be a slut, she was regretting her decision less and less.“Lick her asshole, too, Jason.” He said. “I know it sounds nasty, but she’ll love it, and I want to. I saw her face go from a rage to shock and then twist into a scream of agony. I didn't know what was happening until I heard the hard 'thwacks' over her scream and felt the impact run up my arm. I looked down to see myself raining down blows with my belt along her fair skin. Terrible red welts crisscrossed over her thighs and up her smooth stomach and heaving breasts. I felt a wet warmth swallow my prick, massaging it, milking it as one hateful shudder after another ran through me. The knot in. Nice to be wanted for something more than your money!As they went back to his big and now lonely-seeming house, Tom had an idea. Georgia was her usual horny self so they had a fun shower together. She was quite the tennis player and her body was toned better than some fortyish wives he’d bonked. After slaking their lust they sat in the back yard, soaking up rays with their naked bodies. “Georgia, I noticed that the shelter has a waiting list because of limited spaces for residents. I’ve got.