As Christina was screaming her head off, she could feel Kim push her tongue deeper and deeper. The saliva made the rim of her asshole feel increasingl... slippery, making it easier for Kim to fuck her butt more deeply with each thrust. She was almost there, she was almost cumming, and with a low whisper, mostly to herself, expressed that. ‘God, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. Yeah, tongue fuck my ass, keep tongue fucking my asshole,’ Christina whispered softly, barely audible. After Kim was already. You never wore a bra with it. We would sit in a elevated table in the crowded nightclub. There was always a live band. You would bend down to flash your nipples and keep crossing your legs to flash your underwear. You were brazen about your body. I loved to watch you slow dance. You would mold yourself to his body, hot and sweaty, press your cunt to his leg and your tits to his chest. He would get hard and push his erection on you. You liked to do this directly in front of the band so they. I was in nirvana. Soon she pulled her head up and slid back on the bed laying on her back. She looked up and said in a whisper."Fuck me please baby."She was as tight as any of the teen pussies I had enjoyed but she was a hell of a lot better. Some of the things she did drove me insane. Her cunt was well trained and she squeezed my cock and milked it somehow like I had never dreamed of. I felt her stiffen and buck like a bronco as she came. I never slowed and soon again she came and then it was. She went over to the picture window and peeked through the blinds, then saw Mr. Collins' luxury car in the parking lot. A grin came to her face when she saw a sleek pair of woman's legs appear from the passenger side. So far, Lisa thought, so good. Mr. Collins' wife may have been 46, but hopefully she was as attractive as the man claimed she was. The darkness outside, however, prevented Lisa from catching a good glimpse of the woman's face.Lisa rushed over to the front door and waited until.