She looked around the room, and initially couldn’t find anything. Then she saw my sun cream, and asked if this would do. I reckoned that it would. S... I led her to the bed and had her lie down on her front, and I knelt behind her and started to massage her, from her neck to her thighs, spreading the cream quite thickly so it formed a nice slippery surface to her skin. Then spreading her buttocks, I put my head down and licked her asshole for a few moments. “Ooooh… that actually feels nice,” she. "Mmmm... taste good, slut? It's been stewing in my latex suit all day.Getting nice and sweaty. I stroked myself a few times, but I haven't cumsince last night. I've got a nice, big load for you... filthy bitch."Heather grunted into her gag as she watched her husband-to-be sucking overa foot of fat shemale dick. She turned her head and gazed at the door,hoping against hope that someone would barge in and end this repulsivenightmare. There was a chair propped up against the door handle, just. He was beautiful, kneeling in front of me, and I watched his smooth slim body between my legs with his head bobbing up and down. As wonderful as this was (and a total surprise) I stopped him. “Up on the bed,” I suggested. We got into his bed and I turned so we could sixty- nine. This was too good to be true. His expert mouth sucked me while I turned to take his into me. He had a slim prick, probably seven inches in length, with a distinct head. I lavished my tongue’s praise on that head before. We drank whiskey, and I think we both knew we were not done with each other. I had only buttoned the middle two buttons of Jared’s shirt and I saw his eyes lowering every few minutes to take in the swell of cleavage visible. I guess he was done waiting because his hand found my knee and trailed up the inside of my thigh. I turned more to my right to face him. My hands seemed to have their own agenda and began exploring his pecs and abs. Damn this man was built like a Greek god! His palm.