Trying to focus her eyesight on the table lying inches from her nose, Myva raised her hand to the occupants of the table."'Scuse me you fucking deligh...ful bitches. But do you wanna fuck?"When there was no response, Myva growled, still unable to raise her head and get a look at the rude patrons. "I asks you if you wanna fuck?"Myva felt a pair of strong hands lift her up from the table. Her head lolled into Bemma's giant bosom as the larger woman practically held her upright."Myva dear, there's. Her head was free to move so I guess I could kiss her. But her belly and, buttocks and thighs were free to move. I learned afterwards in my dream why.I was burning with sexual revenge against Denise. In my dream I have dressed her to kill, but encouraged by my cares for her, she wanted finally to use her clitty INSIDE my pussy and ass. UNFORGIVABLE. So I desired to punish her daring, that double crossing bitch Denise. So I blinded her eyes with an Hermes scarf and put tightly a gagball inside. Oh, my God,” Lakshmi chanted.Sam took that as an affirmative. “Take it ... Mrs. Singh.” He erupted inside of her pussy, sending spurt after spurt deep into her.“Aaaaaahhhhhhh.” Lakshmi’s eyes rolled back and every sensation in her body exploded in the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had.Sam held her there, on all fours, impaling her. After a few minutes passed, he flipped Lakshmi over, spread her legs and went for round two. When he finished the second time, he sprayed her face, boobs, and. It was hot, it was heavy, it was thick and starting to engorge. I slowly jacked my hand over his cock, cupping his balls with the other hand, as he grew harder, and I could hear his heavy breathing. “Yeah,” he almost whispered, “suck it. You need it too, don’t you?!” How could I argue with his logic? I leaned down and put his cockhead to my lips.I kissed the head, licking all around it, then licked down the shaft to his balls. I loved the smell between his legs; funky, manly, sweaty. Very.