He'd done that before with a number of other women, and he was hoping to do so with Cynthia!As Cynthia stared up into Hamid's face, smiling happily, h...r husband Tom let go of his previous grasp of the younger man's balls. Then Cynthia and Hamid climbed onto she and Tom's big bed, and round two began; and this time, Hamid did was he was really and truly the best at---fucking, and fucking, and fucking. He'd always been able to come more than just once, and he'd always found it easy to keep his. There was silence. I planted another kiss on her shoulder. Neha did not looked at me. I put my palm on her left cheek and turned her face towards me. She was looking very very cute. I planted soft kiss on her lips.Shweta : “ Get a room guys. Go to my bed.”I stood up. I place my hand below Neha’s ass and another hand below her back , I lifted her and ran to bedroom.I dumped her very softly on bed. Put her head on pillow. I pulled her hair and place them on her right boob. I went over her and. Then his hands roamed over my smooth buttocks and a finger, starting at my lower back, slid down the crevice between them causing a shiver to shoot through me when it touched my hole. “Shari, do you have something I can use to lube him up?” I heard a drawer open and some obvious rummaging around then I heard her say “Lotion?” “Sure, that’ll do it, thanks.” was her father’s response. The digit left me but soon returned and now slick as a greased frog, slid effortlessly into my bottom hole.. I lifted a grate and descended into an evil-smelling hell-hole of urine that must have been a holding pit for the urinals of the main mess-hall. It was either that or the grease-pit that actually smelled even worse. The silly shot-gun slid off my shoulder and I was unarmed once again. The odds were so great that I didn’t think it made much of a difference. The last thing I saw was a pair of young female recruits being gagged and hog-tied in the middle of the parade ground and I knew this was.