I called out Mr. Peterson’s name as the last but of the orgasm subsided. I opened my eyes to find myself in Dave’s bathroom and sighed in relief....I stepped out and realized there was no towel. Fuck, I thought. I opened the door a little and peeked into the hallway. I rushed down to Dave’s room. I opened his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers. I put them on and was looking for a shirt when I heard someone gasp. I turned to see face in the doorway and immediately covered my wet breasts. He. "Why do you love my feet so much Peter, I don't understand, can you tell me? I have thought about when I saw you smelling my boots for weeks now , why would you like to do that so much, was that the first time?"I was sobbing big tears of some emotion or other, Freud would have had a field day, and the tears rolled down my face. My cock had stayed absolutely rock hard, and I felt none of the relief a good w ank normally gave me. I couldn't even begin to answer her, I didn't even know the answer. I love you very much jiju didi main aapki choot chosna chati hoon please sit on my mouth.Jiju aap chodte raho mujhe bada maja aa raha hai fuck me hard and fast. Harder faster my wife opens her legs and pussy lips and sit on Sarita’s mouth. Sarita insert her tongue into my wife cunt and by her lips and teeth she chew my wife clit.My wife also moaned loudly ohhhhh Sarita kha jao meri choot ko. Sarita open my wife’s pussy lips with her both hand and lick my wife’s cunt very fast. May wife moaned. The Lakotain grins, and the girl comments that the younger boy is just far too easy. He is too busy panting for breath to reply as the Lakotain takes to his task with wanton abandon, swallowing his friend whole.The boy, despite the delirious pleasures he is being given has enough presence of mind to know that the girl has stepped towards him, smiling and it a gaze that needs no verbal translation is offering herself to him. He forces himself away from the skilled intense heat of the Lakotain's.