Can my pussytake it?” I had no fear. She was 35, and had born twokids. With no more hesitation I placed a very large,purple head into the openin... slit and gently pushed.Terri’s eyes continued to seep deeply into mine and asI thrust inward her ass moved upward in response. In anano-second our bodies were merged in a humping,pumping ass-pounding fuck. Her arms and legs entangledthemselves around my thrusting ass. She grabbed my faceand kissed me with a deep, sweet, wet, scented. That was yet another point on Sheila's tally. Somewhere along there I quit counting.The food came and we gave it the reverence it deserved. Sean had ordered the traditional Valencian paella. Originally, the dish was done with game and snails. Fresh water mussels were a bit of a stretch, but I was not going to be picky. Sheila had clearly never eaten paella before, but still ate only a small portion. If she had not looked genuinely stuffed, I would have felt slighted. She must eat like a. . This immediately makes her back arch against the bed, her pussy moving up and down on the carpet – the dog’s head following it. She brings her pussy-soaked fingers to her mouth and sucks on them whilst squeezing a firm tit with the other hand ... Then, as the dog licks on, she brings the hand from her lips down to her other tit, pinching her nipples hard with wet fingers – keeping her legs wide so that Casanova can continue to lick her sloppy pussy.She rolls to the side, letting her back slip. He did not reduce the pressure on her head, either she managed her breathing and opened her throat, or choked on his hard fuck stick. Her breathing was clipped, but after 5 or 6 panicked seconds Donna was taking air in through her nose and her oral passage was clear. The monmouth cock entered her throat and Donna relaxed, slowly bobbing her head up and down, taking in about 7 or 8 inches of dark cock meat. The man eased up on Donna’s head, realizing she had found her rhythm. Donna moaned in.