I grabbed my wife’s legs and spread them wide as Sandy pushed the turkey baster up into my wife’s pussy. She squeezed the bulb a few times and pul...ed it out. A mixture of warm water and cum gushed out of my wife’s cunt and down the drain as Sandy inserted two fingers into her pussy. Sandy refilled the baster and I pulled my wife’s legs up and back farther to lift her hips and expose her ass hole. With a smile on her face Sandy shoved the baster up my wife’s ass. She pushed it in all the way. She leans back in the sofa now and David gets to work on her very sticky looking shaved pussy, he bangs three fingers in right up to the knuckle this takes her breath away and she shouts oh god yes yes please he eats her now big black lips and tongue working expertly across her lips and clit as the three fingers pump and pump, Oh my God she says please put that fat cock into me know I cant stand this anymore, don’t bother with the condom I want it all in me every last bit of it. She pulls open. Bill nodded lightly and went on without a word to the likelihood of him but clearly drawn into the face. After the concert, the bikers did not hesitate for a long time and Bill pulled him a dark road next to the road where the bikers shouted now you are really used You little fagot they tore him his shirt and pushed him down to her pants where he immediately hand he palt every biker his cock until she first injected into his mouthfuck and he kept all the sperm not in it he swallowed there They. Nothing.Pfffffffffffft.Susan, in the bed next to his, reached down to the floor. He heard a click. The lamp went out. Oh.So, electricity, then! The lamp had looked too ancient for that. Oil, surely. Well, maybe Scatterbrook Farm wasn’t quite so ancient. Still, no WiFi…..John lay down in the darkness, nestling into the warmth of the thick blankets. His hand slipped under the band of his pyjamas, to its usual place, fingers over his cock, already semi-stiff.His phone. Where was his phone? It.