You can see my wife’s breast were bruised and sagging low from all the biting and squeezing they received . Her breast were completely dry. She had ...um in her hair, dripping out her ass and pussy. She was welled used ,abused and happy.I told Leon if he don’t mind to let his buddies have their last fuck with her and to save his for later. I wanted him to spend the night with Karen and me. I wanted him to fuck Karen hard in front of me. Leon and I had to herd out the party goers. They did not. My erection, now free from the constriction of my shorts, felt more delicious than ever, pressing up against the cotton of the duvet. I felt against my stomach that I had made the duvet wet. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, I plucked up the courage to return my hand to my groin and have a slow, careful stroke. A much heavier silence now hung over the room. I could hear the breathing pattern of at least two sleepers from somewhere nearby. But I also became aware that Natalie, to my. The pheromones didn't register with other people the way they did with me. I could smell who would have chemistry and who wouldn't.Bad luck for her that her hormones were peaking when I came around. At least I'd try to help her get lucky first.I cut the dancing a little short; I was on a deadline, after all. When I proposed changing the venue to my place, she hesitated. But I was on my best behavior, so she gave up caution and decided with her gut. Or if not her gut, at least something roughly. She wanted to get him hard. She squeezed the sheath, stroking, pulling and jerking back and forth with her fingers. Rubbing her tits into his fur, she trembled, her inhibitions melting. She was slipping lower--she had to see his prick!"Felicia!" she gasped in delight. "It's sticking out! It's coming out for me!"With her fingers gently stroking, urging the dog on, she glared at the emerging red tip of Khan's wonderful prick. It filled her with passion and she played with his sticky prick and.