She spat on her hands and lubricated the cock.The CEO was liking it.” Enndee pannaraey, yaaru onnakku ippadi teach pannaa?”( hey what are you doin... who taught you all this)“My husband ,likes me doing it , but he doesn’t last long enough.”she complained.She started to increase speed and soon the CEO was shouting,”Kritikaa, you are an expert , please ! please! do it faster , Aahhhh, I am about to cooommme,” But she suddenly stopped as she did not want to waste it.She wanted to feel his warm sperm. She curled her finger and invited Nadira to join her in a sixty-nine position. Nadira crawled on top of her facing her feet. Noora positioned her left arm inside Nadira’s legs under her hip, and her right arm outside. Both girls shoved their respective weapons into the other’s pussy without regard for lubrication. However each girl was still somewhat moist from their previous round. They began pumping the toys into each other. Nadira braced her forearms on the inside of Noora’s thighs to hold. There were two shuttle pilots and four Marines—and me—on board. Our mission was to investigate something that had dropped out of hyperspace and report back. Why not send a drone? Ask DECO or Central Command. We drew the assignment. It may have been an indication of how important Colonel Mary Popov was in the grand scheme of things. Why sent a valuable drone when you can sent seven unimportant humans?No matter. My week was bad. Three children and their mother died shortly after I had adopted the. I grab my belongings and head for the bathroom. Just as I approach the doors, the cleaning staff steps in front of me and sweetly tells me they will be closed for half an hour. So much for that idea. My frustration and arousal increasing, I scurry off to my car intent on finding the quickest way home. Getting into my car I can feel my black and hot pink lacy thong sticking to my hot wet slit, after wiggling back and forth a couple times, I slowly peel them off and shove them in my purse before.