She got back to his needy cock and began sucking on him again. Jimmy grabbed her now naked breast and started pinching her nipple. Diane let out a sma...l moan as she sped up her bobbing. She used her other hand to knead his testicles. She was careful, understanding these were the family jewels, but it obviously drove him wild. "Oooh mom, I feel something..." She continued to bob up and down, but slower and more focused. He continues to massage her breast in his hand. Suddenly, his hips began to. The man looked at both of them, then at the knickers. The man walked back down the platform and paused next to the wall just metres away from them. He lifted the knickers and sniffed at them, leering at both Jane and Matt as he did so.“F…u…c…k….me!” exclaimed Jane. “Me too…” replied Matt“They were fucking wet knickers too!” she continued.Matt looked at her, she couldn’t take her eyes off the stranger sniffing her knickers like they were some exotic scent form the Middle East.“Do you trust me?”. But when our eyes meet, the smiles fade. We grab a hold of one another and start to passionately make out. It’s a mess of hands, water, lips, tongues and nails. I kneel in front of her, lift her up a bit and start to massage her pussy with my tongue. She’s already very wet, and not just from the water. I set her back down come up and our tongues meet. She then moves down to her knees, and blows me. Her technique is fantastic. Moments later I’m rock hard. I pull her up; we stop the water and dry. Perhaps it was Sandy’s loving efforts, or perhaps it was that finger in my rectum. But suddenly, I wanted to take as much of that dis- gustingly worn womanhood into my mouth as I could manage. I sucked her labia clean, and began to explore her inner lips with my tongue. The combination of Bridget’s cunt, the mysterious finger on my prostate, and Sandy’s skillful sucking — especially when she tickled the underside of my glans with her tongue — soon caused me to feel that familiar pang in my.