I flipped her over and bent her over the couch in front of the window...she was still in an orgasm c*** and just moved as I pleased. I looked down at...her ass...a perfect peach of an ass...big but not fat... round and supple. I walked up behind her being led by my hard on...her pussy was still dripping so I rubbed the head of my cock over her lips, soaking my cock. She looked over her shoulder at me and down at my throbbing dick...she arched her back and slowly pushed her ass towards me...the. Finally, when he realised it would soon be closing time, he'd plucked up courage. And it was not that hard. The man behind the counter had called him "Sir" and wrapped his purchase as if soap or toothpaste. He had winked when handing over the change, his smile laden with male complicity, his eyes whistful for what this young lad's purchase might promise.Now Luca lies naked on the bed, cock gripped by his fist. It feels inordinately engorged, stoked by the memory of her and what she allowed him,. ‘Oh… nice,’ she sighed, looking at Karla’s gray eyes. ‘Not quite as intense as the clamps but different… more insistent… sort of demanding. How are you liking Otto? He’s a great fuck right?’ Between her attempts at coming to terms with who Mei really was and the nipple torture she was watching, Karla hadn’t been paying much attention to the thrusting. Yet she had formed a definite opinion of the job Otto was doing. ‘It’s fantastic,’ she said with an enthusiasm that surprised her. Mei turned. Seeing him struggle to complete the task he had been assigned. Her bare fingers continued sliding back and forth over the lubricated flesh, while the palm applied its own pressure, pressing down and in, trying to stimulate her clit.She could tell her latest expedition was having its effect. His kissing had stopped. His eyes were opened wide and completely glazed over as he stared. And with his face resting on her thigh, his mouth was hanging open and drool was starting to seep out. Oh god, this.