The pleasure he had in her showed in his face.Jack strained against the glare, but he could just barely make out his wife bent over the desk and Bob s...anding behind her. He did not see the arousal in Bob’s face or the arousal in his wife’s face, nor did he hear the moan that escaped her lips as she pushed herself back onto Bob’s cock to feel him deeper inside her. She molded her back into Bob’s stomach and chest, her ass into his groin. She leaned her head back onto his shoulder. But all Jack. What&hellip, she asked stupefied, Why&hellip, have&hellip, we&hellip, stopped? Dont like stopping, eh? Harry asked. Dont wanna&hellip, stop&hellip, cumming, Angelina panted. Harry chuckled and pushed off the cushion, landing softly on the floor with Angelina bent over in front of him with her ass against his abs and his penis deep in her vagina. Harry! Angelina squealed as she flailed her arms, looking for support as she fell forwards. Harry gripped her hips tighter and held her impaled on his. Steve rubbed his finger up and down Donna’s clit as Richard was fucking her hard, soon Donna’s moans were louder and louder until she erupted into a storm gut wrenching climax, and her juices flowed over Richard’s cock and mixed with Steve’s spunk.A couple of minutes later Richard emptied his balls into my wife’s deep sticky love hole, as he came and carried on shagging her her cunt was overflowing with warm juices and hot spunk. As Richard finished his spunk was running down her thigh, when. She slowly lowered herself until her ass was right in my face. She rode my face so hard that I thought my nose was going to go raw from being shoved in between her ass cheeks. After she came she removed the gag and told me to go clean up her piss mess that I had made early by not catching it all. I crawled over there and began to lick the floor even though it was mostly dried up by now. When I was finished I went and knelt in front of her desk. ?Go put your thong on? she ordered I did as I was.