We needed to pick a place for the perfect first international fuck. Emma, being the person she is, wanted it to be romantic. She is a classic bookworm... and enjoyed countless tales of love, and loss, mainly from her favorite author: Jane Austen. It was a two bedroom flat, with a small kitchen, a dining room, a decent bathroom, with an awesome shower (one with multiple shower heads mounted on the wall), with sliding glass doors opening out onto a deck. We also found a pool at the end of the deck.. She finally pulled it out until the widest part was holding her open. She left it there as she lubed the dildo until it was soaked with lube. While holding the dildo in one hand, she pulled the plug from Darla’s gaping hole but before it could relax, she pushed the dildo in causing her to gasp at the larger intrusion. Shelly took her hand and ran it down her back saying, “Relax, baby, just relax and let yourself adjust,”Shelly gave her a few minutes to relax again before she started pushing the. She was so sexy sitting there I could feel my dick starting to get hard again. Before I could say anything else she asked me if I was upset. I told her not at all and that I jerk off too. She looked shocked by what I said and I told her it's been a few days since her mom and I have been together so I understand. She seemed to relax a little bit and let out a little laugh and asked me if I was going to tell her mom. I told her no unless she wanted me too, she let out a laugh and said no way, I. “I ate Brenda’s pussy before I drove her home.” I envisioned her on her knees, her face buried between my wife’s legs. I had to reach into my pants and adjust my painfully erect cock. She turned just in time to catch me. “It wasn’t the first time, either. She’s never eaten mine, though. At least, not yet.” She turned again, picking up her pace, heading for the stairs. With a small groan of lust, I followed, carefully navigating the steps in darkness, her giggle a beacon as she raced ahead. It.