Her front door was open, and I walked in, but as soon as I was in, Sandy was behind me with her hands on my eyes.“Stand still, don’t turn round!�... she said quickly, and immediately she removed her hands and replaced them with a blindfold. No sooner was it on than I she pulled my wrists together and clipped leather cuffs onto them, then I felt her place a collar around my neck. I felt her grasp my shorts and pull them down and she also removed my shoes. “Good boy,” she said, giving my cock a. When the car started to pull away, Hilde sat up, lifting her ass. As she pushed down, three of Martin’s fingers, down to the palm, pressed into Hilde’s hot-gripping cunt. For a moment, Martin was shocked. He had never imagined that a woman’s tight pussy wanted to or should be pleasured like this. But now, Hilde rocked on his stretched, clawing fingers. She was no longer kissing. Her mouth was on his neck, as she whimpered and moaned louder, Martin feared, than the VW’s engine staccato. Your technique for picking up girls was nearly flawless, and it was rare that each of you ended an evening out without a girl on your arm. On the unusual occasion that only one of you could find a girl, you were both very good at sharing. And when that happened, you both left the woman very satisfied by the end of the night.When necessary, you were both willing to sacrifice for the other as well. In classic 'wing-man' formation, you had on more than one occasion kept some heifer busy while. After licking up daddy's mess I admit I felt a little ashamed. I tried not to think about it. I hopped in the shower and told myself I shouldn't have spied on my Daddy when he was rubbing and pulling on that big cucumber cock. I definitely shouldn't have licked his gooey juice from the cupboards and floor. I was relieved to find that by the time I had finished my shower Daddy had gone. He left a note saying he would be gone for a few hours. I was also relieved to have cleaned the wetness from.