Fir thodi der bad unhone mujhe apne niche ke hoth chusne ke liye bola mai jab unke hotho ko chus rha tha tab wo apne muh me lar ekatha karke use apne ...iche wale hoth ki taraf jma kar rahi thi jise mai hotho ko chuste huye pee rha tha. Thodi der ham alag huye to didi ne pucha – mazaa aaya, maine unse kha ki bahut mazaa aaya didi.Fir didi ne kha ki chal tujhe ab dusre hotho ka swad deti hu aur unhone mujhe kandhe se pakad ke niche karne lagi aur fir mujhe unki panty utarane ko bola. Maine unke. As I headed out the door Tracy was getting ready for her party. She was dressed in her tightest pair of jeans and a form-fitting sweater. She smiled as I went by."Heading to Anita's?" she asked."Yep." I nodded. "Have a good time tonight." I will," she said. "And thanks again." Anytime, Trace," I replied, heading downstairs. "Anytime at all."Anita was dressed in a red dress that showed off her natural attributes-her tits-nicely. Her chunky legs were covered with dark pantyhose. She saw me. He made it swell. It became fatter, longer, from quick short strokes at the base. The cock stiffed as he continued his jerking of the enormous behemoth.“Please...”“Shut the fuck up, you’re a worthless cunt,” his voice had deep, angry resonance. It was the bodybuilder. The man’s body was a testament to manhood. Bulging muscles, a colossal chest, his arms resembled some stone carving portraying the perfect man. And then you have that boner, angry curved like a banana, now standing tall, reach. Gripping the shaft she pulls the skin back to expose his huge helmet. She licks round it and then closes her mouth over the top, her tongue can feel the groove at the top. She sucks deeply and hoovers the cock into her mouth. She looks up, his head is thrown back and his back is arched. "I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you so bad!" Laura grins, kisses him and then turns round and leans over the table. Ernest wets his fingers which in turn he uses to wet her arse. He bends forward and licks.