It gets cool, and stays cool, in the computer room where I work. It has to for the computers there to function well. So we wear warm clothes. I have o... some wool slacks and a linen sweater. I pull down the pants and lean up against the buttress. I look over my shoulder and wiggle my ass a little. This guy cannot be this slow, I think to myself."Oh, shit, lady. What the hell?" He's freaking now. I may lose him, and I don't want to. I need this right now. I need it badly."Jeez, man. Whatta you. “More ... I need more in me” she managed to spit out, as she raised her face from the wad of sheets she was clutching. “Stick more fingers in me!”. He reached around and swabbed up as much pussy juice as he could on his fingers and shoved three fingers into her, on top of his dick. The sensation of such fullness in her ass made her almost black out with pain and pleasure. She ordered him to fuck her hard. Hubby was stroking in and out of her at a fast pace. “My fingers ... are stroking my dick. As a good pig, I'm only at the thought of beating her, and with a big ass so many would want to be there. in the village house I wear pajamas that I have bought for the nights, and I wear a flannel jacket from the late husband, when I get warm from the bed to smoke, naturally all accompanied by personal slippers. She confessed that her late husband had never come to certain heights, either because a traditional type or because I repeat, marriage kills sex. her husband seems to project into. Ron pulled my hair back and now started stroking.While Robin’s dick stayed completely inside, he was not able to make any movement with 2 people on top of him. Daniel on other hand had planned to destroy my fuck-hole. As he pushed his dick in, Ron did the same at the exact same time making me even worse.3 dicks in my 2 holes, I was being triple penetrated at the same time. “Stop, please stop,” I begged them who were fucking me like machines. They continued stroking me as I continued screaming.