Her pussy lips pushed to either side, her clit on my head, she slowly grinds her cunt up and then down the nine inch length of my cock, her little ass...brushing my balls. She whimpers and shudders. She holds my hands to my chest with hers, pinning me. I start to raise my hips to push into her... "Don't you dare move." "Yes mistress."Slowly and wetly she builds to an exquisitely hot orgasm. My cock is throbbing hot against her cunt as she grinds my shaft with her clit. Her back arching and thighs. The no actual sex bit would be interesting though. I looked forward to fulfilling some of my fantasies with Lindsay.‘Wanna watch some TV as we recover?’ Lindsay asked.‘Sure thing.’ I answered.Lindsay reached over to the side table and grabbed the remote. I took the opportunity to admire her ass as she stretched over. I couldn’t wait to get to know it better! The TV came on and Lindsay snuggled into me, resting her head against my chest as my arm went round her. We watched TV for a while, both. Laura then explained how as soon as Charles and Debbie had finished fucking her, their sons walked back in the room and started round two. This time Bill and Tony also walked into the room, as the young brothers lowered her onto their hard cocks one in her ass and one in her pussy, Bill and Tony stood in front of her and fucked her mouth. Laura explained how she drains their cocks down her throat while her two new BBC studs fucked her into orgasm after orgasm. Once they filled her with cum they. He stopped, pulled out and turned the wife over to get access to her sweaty, low wage working asshole. For a moment he thought about the 8 hours the woman had worked and hen picked up her sweaty panties from her clothing to examine. They were soaking wet. The smell was a combination of urine, pussy and ass. Smith wrapped her panties around his face, with the inside part of the panties hanging on his nose. He referred to the woman as a low wage, hard working slut whose sweaty cunt and anus were.