"This is a cockring". "And what's the matter with it?" "It is pulled over tail and sack - this is of course best in shaved condition and by the slight...constriction keeps your excitement just longer and you do not splash so quickly," he told me. Then I remembered that he was wearing a black cockring every now and then."I have to try it out right now when we are back in the hotel." I grinned at him. "That was exactly what I wanted," Frank grinned back.In the hotel, we realized that our clothes. I saw Rahul squeezing his wife’s nipples as he fucked. Rahul held Sheetal’s ankles to spread her legs and pussy wide so I could see his cock splitting my wife’s pussy. Here was my wife, her ass lifting off the floor to meet his I walked around so Sushma could take my cock in her mouth again. I pushed my cock sliding into Sushma’s mouth .My wife yelled out, “My God, I am going to cum from being fucked by a big cock! Fill me, fuck me hard! I want my husband to see your cum overflowing my pussy. "Fuck, I love the taste of your spunk, big brother", she said as she finished it. Then she surprised him by moving up and kissing him. He didn't fight, even as her tongue slipped between his lips. He could taste his own semen on her tongue, not entirely unpleasant, which surprised him."Good boy", Lacey said as she moved back down his body. The praise felt strange, coming from his little sister, but it somehow made him feel good. What happened next felt even better. Lacey licked his shaft a few. At sixteen I was tall with a small waist, athletic figure, C cup breasts, and long shapely legs, so I used those things to my advantage. I wore low cut tank tops a lot, and either short skirts or shorts. When I wore short shorts and rest my legs on him he would rub them, running his hand up and down my thigh. That always gave me the tickle. One day when he was stroking my legs, I slightly parted them, hoping he would take the bait. He did. He ran his hand up and down the inside of my thigh. By.