“Hey Randy,” she said in a low, apologetic voice.“Hey,” was all I said back. After the way she flipped my words around last time I talked to h...r, “hey” seemed like the only safe answer.“Look, ok it’s like this. I didn’t know, but I... , “ She paused, then exhaled. “I’m sorry Randy.”I didn’t know what to say. “I don’t know what to say, I’m just glad that you’re talking to me again. After the way you told me off the other day I thought you were done with me.”“I was gonna be, but Chris sat me down. The dribble from my sweetened saliva running between every crevice of her snatch, i begin to move my tongue as she squirms her legs obviously deeply aroused i use my tongue to lick up the trails of saliva, from where her ass meets the leather bench, my tongue curling round into the lips of her slightly open slit all the way up round her clitty and i push up with the very tip of my tongue into her clithood.i release my whole mouth to pour the rest of the pop rocks into my mouth, my tongue. They were all good whiskey, Charlie was simply the best.He could fuck harder and faster and gentler and… better. His hands were more deft, his touch more versatile. He commanded respect and obedience, he intoxicated her with his voice and… His cum.Lauren pictured him standing over her, his cock glistening from her pussy and her mouth, cumming on her massive tits and grunting, “Good girl, good little slut.”If he were there, it would have glazed her chest and dripped down onto her legs,. Frank needed no encouragement and plowed my wife’s ass like this was an every day occurrence for her. Kathy let out a yelp but told him not to stop. I could see this really hurt her but again she never said stop but rather please keep fucking her.Frank had no problem in fucking my wife’s ass like he had her cunt just before. Kathy seemed to move past the pain and started enjoying the banging into her fucking back door. Frank grabbed her hair again and asked how the whore liked this cock.