And I quickly asked her, “Do you want me to fuck you?” in as raunchy a language as possible and as quickly she said, “Yes” and I told her to q...ickly go and bolt the door as soon as her husband was in. She thought for a second and I told her that she could do it a few seconds after her husband had passed through the door and that she would have to later explain with whatever she wanted to. She was fast and quickly went and bolted the door in a flash after watching her husband walk through the. Because even as we ascended closer and closer to Heaven as our bodies were grinding against one another, the flames of Hell possessively refused to let us go, the pain of unrequited lust creating an emptiness deeper than any love we could hope to fill it with. What I wanted was to stay like this forever, what I NEEDED was to cum right away, before I suffered permanent brain damage. Heaven and Hell, a pleasure chased that can only be attained when you let it lose, a connection more profound in. ”We chatted about this and that for a few more minutes before I rang off just as the girls scampered past me holding hands and laughing.“Just going behind the dune for a pee,” mum shouted so I was very sneaky and followed them round to the back of the dune. They pretended to be shocked when they saw me watching, but somehow I don’t think they were, in fact, they both laughed but made no attempt to hide what they were doing!A couple more men had gathered to watch also, but even that didn’t stop. I licked deeply into her -- feeling the folds of her sex open to me. Tasting the salty, pungent flavor of her sensuality. I reached forward and felt the edge of the plate her body was resting on. I could feel the cold, wet flesh of the fruit. I grabbed one. It was a mango, a fruit that was soft and pliant like the folds of her pussy. I rubbed it onto her, letting the sprinkle of chili I had used absorb itself into her tender flesh. I could see the faint pepper have its effect -- turning the.