Chapman’s thick shaft. Since Dion’s cock warmed up my throat, it didn’t take me long to get my man nice and deep, just the way he liked it. Then... to my surprise, Dion’s hand slid up my thighs and between my legs where he used all four fingers to massage me over the fabric of my panties.I involuntarily let out a moan which vibrated onto Mr. Chapman’s cock. I felt him shift a little, like he was getting a better look at what Dion was doing. “You like that, baby?” he asked, reaching under me to. I moved her gusset to one side and slipped two fingers into her hot little pussy. Gemma brushed my hair to one side and kissed me gently on the neck. I just went to jelly at the touch of those full lips brushing my neck. I was getting so turned on and so was she. Suddenly the idea of her going down on me in the library was the best idea since sliced bread. We walked hand in hand through the college campus, entering via one of the big glass doors at the end that housed the library. I went to. She plunged her face onto my foot, her tongue swirling inside me and making me squirm. I moaned in ecstasy, grabbing fistula of her hair and pushing her face further into me.She licked my pussy lips then stuck her tongue right back in, making it wriggle and feel the walls within.Much to my dismay, she stopped and strutted over to the coffee table, slapping her round as s and spreading the cheeks. She bent over the table and wiggled her butt, all the jiggling making me gasp. She teased me,. I felt her hardening nipples through the blouse and the lace cup of the bra and I squeezed them harder and harder between my finger and thumb until she opened her mouth wide in an automatic response to cry out but before she had the chance I placed my hand over her mouth.Her legs were trembling...she was breathing in gasps and her chest was rising and falling in fear. I put my mouth to her ear and whispered: "I bet your husband loves your fucking breasts?" She was terrified but I squeezed her.