Anita had a death grip on his cock with her legs causing her to reach an orgasm just from him rubbing his cock between her pussy lips from behind. Aft...r her orgasm she was extremely wet, so Ronnie pushed her shoulders down and made her bend over the sofa.He held still as she wiggled her ass and moved closer to him making him go deeper into her. He took her hips in his strong hands and worked his now glossy black cock in and out of my wife's little married pussy.After about ten minutes Ronnie. The dress was less slutty than my man-bait costume at the Rendezvous Bar, but it was plenty sexy. In front of the mirror, I bent over forward. My boobs were trying to climb out, but couldn't quite escape. Just right. I flicked my nipples to make sure they could poke through the fabric. They passed the test! I giggled at myself, "You cumslut, you!" I didn't mind calling myself a slut, or if anybody else did. In fact I welcomed it. I liked the sexual arousal. I was going to be gangbanged! Again!. I spread my legs further apart and lift my behind to grant Michael entrance into my sacred compartment. He has other ideas. Drawing back from my darting tongue, he plants small wet kisses on my neck, my breasts and I can feel him sucking on my nipples. Still he continues downwards, leaving a wet trail over my flat stomach. At the entrance of my naked smooth vulva, he hesitates, inspecting my inner sanctum. I pray he is not disappointed in what he sees. I close my eyes in anticipation to feel. The photographer suddenly cut off the beach and disappeared into the palms and shrubs. Doubtless some shortcut that he knew. "What's all the commotion?"The voice startled her and Lara jumped in alarm. Ted was standing behind her, thigh deep in the water of the cove. She turned and his eyes zoomed right in on her breasts, moving down to her bare pubic mound. Again, she felt even more naked having shaved down there. Worse, his gaze had her arousal flowing and she hoped he wouldn't notice her wet.