I instinctively put my arm around her trying to comfort her. I then had a decision to make. I could either tell her that I cared about her too, or I c...uld do nothing. The choice was obvious. "I like you too," I said. "Really?" she asked in a rather hopeful voice. Without saying anything, I kissed her on the lips, to assure that I wasn't saying it just to make her feel better. After our lips left each other I could see that she was no longer crying and was now smiling from ear to ear. "Does that. I feel your cum spilling out of my stretched hole but I can't stop it from dripping down my pussy and onto the bed. I hear a few more clicks and then a moan as you start tonguing my poor abused butthole in earnest. Your tongue is like balm to my sensitive flesh."Here, look," you say as you pass me your phone, then continue to rim my ass for all you're worth.I scan through the pictures you took: your dick wedged between my buns, the fat head poking into my hole, then my asshole swallowing your. ”“You’re still feeding her?” I continued.“I’ve been trying to ween her. But there were complications.”Swarta raised her brows, obviously knowing the story and wanting Palus to get on with it.“Usha can’t be reasoned with when she is denied for more than two days. She showed a high level of anxiety that makes her vomit,” Palus explained.“She is a woman of extremes. The spasms of her release were quite remarkable,” Swarta responded.“More like convulsions,” I joked, on the heels of Swarta’s. He then knelt between Ana’s thighs and started rubbing his dick over her pussy. My wife went mad, shivering and screaming in pleasure.She begged Ben to stop teasing her and put this huge monster cock inside of her eager cunt. So, he obliged her and started pushing his dick into my sensual wife. She bit her lips and gave a jerk with a loud moan. He pushed his dick deeper into her pussy and started banging and pumping Anita.She was lifting her ass for his every stroke in excitement. She was.