I can feel the heat of her skin when I place the fingers of my right hand on the top of one beautiful cheek. With my thumb under it, almost touching h...r inner thigh, I squeeze gently and feel the firmness of her under that soft padding. I do the same with my left hand on her other cheek before gently lifting and parting them, revealing the long pouting lips of her pink pussy, drooling slowly, and in desperate need of a passionate kiss. Parting further, I am rewarded with the beautiful sight of. With non-standard procedures you waste a fair amount of time getting in tune with them to the detriment of the work you're supposed to do, but I can live with it. The killer was the project manager. She was, to put it politely, a pompous idiot. There were three of us from the agency involved in a six-week project and we spent most of the first morning in her office while she told us, essentially, that we were the lowest of the low and good-for-nothing time-wasters and she would be keeping a. His rhythmic movements intensified as he began slamming his cock into Amber's pussy. Amber is so beautifully curvaceous and as Peter's pelvis slapped against her beautiful ass, small waves rippled through her fleshy butt and hips. Her big tits swung back and forth as her daddy made impact with her body.I kept the camcorder pointed at the two as i set it down on the nightstand next to Dylan's bed. Peter had stopped his ramming of Amber from behind and he was laying her down and turning her over. She moaned, arching her head back and closing her eyes. She felt so full! He planted his hands on the cupboard and began to thrust in and out of her, knowing his father was probably on his way back. “Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” she moaned as he rammed his organ in and out of her hungry twat. When she leaned back like that, he could see the whole thing. The way her taut belly folded over a little, the way her pink lips stretched around his pistoning cock. He wouldn’t last long. Without missing a.