John left her mouth and started watching me fuck Carol Vorderman with my tongue, holding her down more as she flayed about in ecstacy. "that's it, yo... tongue fuck, Carol Vorderman!" "Yes, tongue my pussy!" Carol said as she raised her head and looked down at me lapping up her juices. She grabbed my head and grinded my face deeper into her minge. John took out his cock and probed her face and mouth. It was long, hard and thick and Carol swallowed it whole as it she was starving and gagging. As I opened the door, Stuart, John’s buddy, was standing there.“Hi guys, my wife told me that Julia was away visiting her sister. After popping around to your place and finding you weren’t in, I suspected you would be here,” Stuart uttered with a derisive tone in his voice as he looked at John.“I was about to serve our food, and there is more than enough food. if you haven’t eaten, you’re welcome to join us?” I proffered.“Why not? I arrived to take John out for a pizza because Julia’s away,. "Oh, Joany, I've got my collar on. And you know how I feel like worshipping you," said Amanda with a whimper."All right, Mandy, come and lick me, pussycat. You can tell me while I cream." Joan obliged Amanda as she would a child and sprawled her body gracefully on the couch. The housecoat which she had donned reached only to the top of her box when she stood so that when she sat her ass could feel the wiry hairs from the couch's zebra coat. But that was all right because the buns of her ass. She tried to catch the woman's eye several times, but the bleach-blonde was too interested in the book she was reading. Finally Denise gave up. She cleared her throat. "Please Miss, I-I need some help." Her cheeks burned at asking for help.The woman's face wrinkled with irritation, as she set the book face down on the shelf. "What is it?" She said an exasperated sigh.Denise wondered how many cigarettes the woman smoked each day to get a voice like that. Denise's face deepened to a crimson red..