Tracy rose up after the last ejaculation, opened her mouth to show the driver her mouth full of his cum. She swallowed some of it, showed him the rest... and then pulled his head to her and French kissed him, snowballing the residual cum into his mouth.She felt his fingers again in her cunt, stroking her clit with his thumb. She hung onto his frame and panted as she started to crest.In another minute it was Tracy who crested and arched her back as an orgasm ripped through her body. She hung onto. He actually felt exhausted with the constant ache in his balls and the tension in the veins in prick, so swollen that it also felt tired with the constant throbbing and pulsing. The whole room smelt of sex. She leant forward to release him from his jacket, which was still zipped up. As she did, he thought he'd shot his load as his body tensed so taut yet again as she brushed her sopping cunt across the tip of his knob. She then started to gently massage his sweat soaked chest. Each time she. She encouraged me by saying, “Aur mutthi mar. Tera lund is kutiya ki choot mein ek din zaroor hoga. Mera pati to ab tu hai meri jaan. Marta rahe muthi. Mein teri kutiya hoon sirif. Hai…tera lund kitna pyara hai. Teri is moti gandagi ko choosna chaha rahi hoon. Marta rahe. Apna pani nikal de. Jaldi kar saale, mera pati jagne valla hai. Tu meri jaan hai…tu mera kutta hai. Pani pila jaldi.”The whore would make me cum on camera. I had cum on my lap and she would start to laugh. Her fingers would. Michelle is a slender, 40-ish brunette about five foot four, one hundred thirty pounds with 34B breasts. Once they were settled in the bar her husband, Kim, got involved in a pool game in the back and Michelle said that she saw some girlfriends of hers and she was going to talk to them. In reality she had just seen an old acquaintance and was trying to get out of the bar before he saw her. She hurried outside and since it was dark, went out into the parking lot to get lost among the cars for a.