Her chin with its darling little dimple trembled with emotion. Her chest was flushed down to her full breasts, their round areolas dark against the p...ach of her skin and their nipples now pebbled and pointing straight up. She was beautiful and she was mine. She grunted and her tits shook as I rammed my penis into her vagina several times, not believing my good fortune, an impossible fantasy fulfilled here in Backstage Pass.“Up, up,” came the direction from Alastair behind the video camera. He really does have a big one, doesn’t he? Don’t you just love . . . ce n’est pas, press down with your hand and put his cock in your mouth. Oui! Just like that. Now suck on him. See how rigid he’s getting? You must be very good. ça va?” I nodded as a way of saying, “OK,” and gagged on his cock. “Stay focused,” Marie said. “Now look, he’s really quite hard. God I loved how you father’s cock felt inside me. And when he came, he was so damn big! So here’s what you do, Ashley . . . hold your head. She let out a sigh. We were now getting in the mood and I kept caressing her entire body. My massage like strokes added to her excitement. Shri was now stroking his cock from his shorts. His bulge was visible. I looked at him and he just continued his play.I then unhooked Vidya’s bra and removed my t-shirt. I turned her towards me and we locked in a deep passionate kiss. All the while, I hand one hand caressing her back and the other playing with her boobs. I then laid her on the bed and. No. He wasn’t really going to…but he was. She felt his breath on her pussy, rustling through her pubes, cool against the moisture she was secreting. “Matt!” she gasped, laying a hand on his head to stop him. But she didn’t want him to stop. She was simply afraid that he would taste her and be repulsed, that he would leave without finishing. He could sense that she was hesitant, but he had no qualms. He nuzzled against her pussy, his cheeks pressed to her inner thighs. When his tongue came out.