She savored the thrill of probing Sayuri’s bowels, swirling, teasing, returning the pleasure the futa-ghost had imparted throughout the afternoon. ..... Yoshiko-chan ... Going to cum... “Good,” moaned Yoshiko. ... This doesn’t help Lori-chan. I need you to fuck me. Please, Yoshiko. I... ... Cumming!... The futa-ghost’s asshole clenched on Yoshiko’s probing tongue. Sayuri moaned and gasped, bucking and humping. Yoshiko wished she could see the pleasure on the ghost’s face, the simple joy brought. At the same time, she felt guilty because Jane had already broken up with Brad, and Marie was sure that Jane would not like her going to meet Brad again especially after all that had happened last time. But Brad was like a drug for Marie; he was the ultimate fuck she craved; he was dominant and knew how to give her the humiliation she desired; he was a fantastic fuck who made her cum again and again; his cock felt so wonderful filling her mouth; his cum was the nectar that she needed to drink;. “On the other hand, if you would have come five minutes sooner we would have still been okay.” He chuckled. “I see what you did there – and that’s true, as far as it goes, but we were having too much fun to rush things. Are you fixin’ to leave?” Alli answered him. “Yeah, we’re heading for the ranch…one thing, though? You’re on our clothes.” They both looked very surprised – startled, almost – and I realized that they had been so wrapped up in each other that they had paid absolutely no. We all made love, but Sherry got every ejaculation, and propped her butt up every time. Betsy snuggled and smooched with me while Sherry was resting and propped up. "You are making me want you, my beautiful wife," I whispered."I want you to want me, Husband, but Sherry gets all your seed this trip." I am going to eat you up then," I said and pulled her to my face, for a wonderful experience for both of us.With Betsy fluffing me, Sherry got several extra shots during our wonderful and uneventful.