Pal had both hands in Chris' hair, controlling the head, tilting it back to get a good view of his passage through the lips. Chris was definitely bein... the submissive one, I had to admire his stamina and gag control. I drooled on my hand, wet down my man-pole and dropped to all fours, ass up near Chris' submissive headjob. After placing Chris' hand back to it's place of employment, jacking me off, I lowered my chest to Chris' torso and slipped my mouth down over a formerly neglected but now. It clearly met with his approval as he smiled broadly, nodding several times. She felt as though she were on display. He started kissing at her belly button and worked down, soon searching out her clitoris in his no-nonsense style. His tongue was quick and dextrous, lashing quickly against her swollen clitoris.On a whim, she took hold of the squeezy mayonnaise bottle. Leaning back so she could see his tongue she squeezed the bottle gently, allowing a trickle of mayo to fall onto her pussy. She. ”“Them? Male or Female?”“Three sisters who would love to get their hands on you, if you’re willing to take off your clothes, and take them on.”“Are they your girls? Do they live with you? Can they develop the photos?”“Yes, all the way around. They are mixed race. Their daddy was Italian and their momma is a high-yellow who could pass for white, today. You would never guess these girls weren’t full Italian blood. They can even speak Italian.”“I want to meet them, but it will have to be away from. Candy closed her eyes and opened her mouth wideto attempt drink some of the precious flow, but Natasha wanted to really soakher moved the flow all of the older slut's body. Finally, the piss flow andthen stopped. Candy was indeed soaked and she heard Natasha , 'Ok pissslut,time for you to show the bar what a whore you are. Get and get up on the stageand dance and show the whole place your body in my piss.' didn't want to risk the wrath of Natasha so she scooted out from the tableand moved to.