It made it feel like you were actually listening, like you were just going to sle*p, not almost dead. Made me feel close to you." B... I... I don't kn...w what... what to say." Then don't say anything." Buffy said, and she leaned in to kiss Faith, suddenly realizing that they'd been moving closer and closer together.But just before their lips met, the police burst into the room."Faith Lehane! You are under arrest for the murder of Deputy Mayor Allan Finch!" One of them said, then they all stepped. With stinging little swipes, she removed the now cool wax, first from me then Sam, our dicks felt like raw meat by now and with a gentle smile she applied soothing cream, it may have been KY jelly, but it had a cooling effect on our poor members. We should have known better each cock now found itself encased in the cups of the goat milker as she spun that wheel with a vengeance. Alternately Sam and I found our poor tools sucked and caressed by the mechanical b**st. It didn’t take long for. Yes…Im sorry I did not tell you…I thought you would leave me if you thought I didnt have experience…She said shamefully.No! Babe, this is a great thing! Im glad! Now I know why you never wanted to have sex… She smiled. I could tell she did not want to talk about it anymore. I slithered down to her dripping wet pussy and spread her legs. She put them on top of my shoulders and forced my head right into her soaked snatch. I immediately was greeted with the sweet taste of young pussy. I licked up. I would change everything.Imogene reached the desk, her schedule book clutched to her breasts. The brunette gave me a bright smile, her shaved pussy glistening with juices. My wife shuddered on the desk, her thighs spreading wide.“Imogene, sit on my husband's cock and eat my pussy. We have to celebrate.”“Yes, Mrs. Davies,” my secretary said with such wanton lust. She was eager to please. Imogene slipped the schedule onto the desk then reached her hand down. She smiled at me as she unzipped my.