Fitzgibbons, Mrs. Fitzgibbons, Ron I’m Mrs. Fitzgibbons. Me, Genevieve North is Mrs. Ronald Fitzgibbons. Ron, I’m married,’ she gushed. ‘Oh Je..., that’s wonderful, but tell me who’s the lucky man?’ I laughed. ‘You are, you silly man.’ We kissed, long and hard. When the kiss ended Jen said in a low wavering voice, ‘I sorta missed our Wedding Night. I was just so tired and couldn’t keep my eyes open. Ron, can you forgive me?’ I laughed and said, ‘Well you are sleeping for two, you know. And. Like I said.I felt the soapy hands behind me rubbing on my ass, then my cheeks were forced apart and the inside was thoroughly cleaned. When a finger was shoved up inside, I couldn't hold off any longer and my cock shot its load all over the front of the shower.The three of us finished washing each other. I got to shampoo two beautiful women. If you've never washed a woman's hair and treated it as a privilege, not a chore, you have something miraculous in store. Like a massage, it will get her. With the hood in place the sensation of his fingers as they slid along the skin of her leg was heightened. She felt her breathing growing even faster. She let out a small moan of pleasure as his hand moved farther up her thigh. "So you like that?" he asked with a laugh.She hesitated and then started to nod her head. Suddenly she yelped as she felt a stinging slap on her thigh. "I asked you a question and I expect ananswer," she heard him say. "Now don't make me repeat myself." Yes sir," she. Your hands were bound and you could not keep me from this now, I grin in between my tongue strokes knowing I have you right where I need you and I press my fingers in deeper now, stretching and moving them in a churning motion.You cry so loud now it's all I can hear, you howl to me as you tell me you are cumming. I feel your pussy tense and then tighten around my tongue, almost locking it in place and your hips bucks with such force your pelvis grind and work into my face. You buck harder than.