The guys asked me if I liked being Spit Roasted. Who did they think they were asking? Of course, I liked being Spit Roasted!Right there, in the elevat...r, they had a scissors/paper/rock to decide who got first go on my arse. It felt like my arse was being auctioned off.Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guys, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging crotches, listening to them decide who got to fuck my arse first.We didn’t make it all the way into my unit when our speedos. Is tara tag raha tha jasai us k sath bohat hard core sex kiya gaya ho. Woh to koye bhi hota to meri sister k sath yeh hi karta coz woh extra ordinary sunder hai. Ab to merai ghar main do rand ho gaye thi. Mera bhi dil karta tha k apni sister or mom dono ki chut main lund dalo or un ko apni cream pilao.Ek din main or meri sister ghar par alone tai. Mom kisi client k sath chut tandi karvanai gaye thi. Or us raat main pura decide kiya tha k apni rand sister di chudai kar k hi raho ga. Raat k 11 ka. "Golly, Veronica! How can I ever apologise enough for all the bother I've caused you? When I saw your last film and was told I could play opposite you in this, I was so excited! I only left drama school a few months ago and this could be the launching pad of my career! How can I ever make it up to you?"Veronica, the memory of her darling Douglass fading ever more into the distance, could think of any number of ways that he could make it up to her! She was a blond herself and the sight of this. With its upwards curve and bulbous head stretching up from a nicely thick trunk. Overall, stout in size, his cock hardened into an impressive shape that was captivating Jill's attention. I too found myself quite mesmerised by its stature, but broke myself away to watch Jill become insatiably horny; I think this is one of the most exhilarating experiences one can witness with their wife or partner. The heat rising within, shown by the reddish tones warming her skin and that intent gaze, lust,.