She grabbed the back of the redhead's head and pushed it strongly against her pussy.. "OOoowhhh..... yesssss Love it..!! " She looked at me and asked ...e to get her 'black friend'.... I went to the bedroom to get her black vibrator, I took some more toys with me. When I came back the redhead was still on her knees, working on my wife's pussy.. I walked up behind her and took her arms and put a pair of handcuffs on her wrists... Still holding the redhead my wife looked at me, "She is. .er....well, I....you looked a bit familiar. Do you come hereoften?" 'Shit, what a lame thing to say....' He was feeling dazed, andout of control. This woman was pressing all his buttons, and he wasn'tcoping very well. Part of him wanted to put some distance between them,but something else in him - something dangerous - wanted to see wherethis conversation would go."Oh, I come here every weekend, looking for some company. Are youlooking for company, honey?" Her voice had a strong, lilting tone,. It was a double deluge of hot sperm. There was something even more shocking about not being able to see it er.... coming, as well. "Fucking hell, she looks like a PAINTER's RADIO" quipped Paul I sat there panting, feeling their twin loads dribbling down my face. Then someone else came in "Hi" they said "all yours for a bit" Someone wiped my face with a flannel or cloth. "Thanks" I smiled blindly "I'm here for these" said a soft female voice and she grabbed both nipples firmlyTo say I flinched. Noticing that Ginny still hadn't taken her eyes of the French beauty or stopped rubbing her own pussy, Harry left the cubicle door slightly open so the that Fleur's body was still in sight. It wasn't until Harry sat her down and knelt down in front her did Ginny turn her attention to him. 'What are you doing?' she whispered.'Giving you a helping hand, now just carry on watching the show!' he replied quietly, lifting Ginny's skirt up and pulling her panties to the side. He quickly lunged forward.