He grabs my legs to keep me from falling and keeps licking me, not satisfied until he gets everything I have to give. When I finally calm down enough... I realise several things at once, one of which is that the water is completely cold and another that the floor is soaked, not that I really care. I turn and kiss my man hard tasting myself on his lips and tongue. " Feeling better now baby,' he asks. " Yes, much better" I answer. " Good, get dressed and we'll go" I hurry and dress,planning my. She wore her stage boots, thigh high black leather boots with semi high heels and a belt that was connected to several straps of leather and chrome chains.The straps and chains were tied between her legs, pulling her lips aside and catching them between straps, making them thick and stand out. The other straps went around her breasts and nipples, tied around her breasts, tight near her chest, making them puffy and a bit paler. Her skin already had an angry shade of red there where the strap. He was working late, so he told me to collect his files from the gate. As I did so, I saw a very pretty milf.She looked 32 and looked like Zareen Khan. She looked like the perfect Bengali bomb out there. There’s a different sexiness in Bengalis. She wore a red blouse and a black saree. I was awestruck looking at her, but I let it go cause I got my gf’s thoughts.I went to the lift as the flat was on the 6th floor. But the lift was not working so I decided to take the stairs. Suddenly I heard. Toni got up behind me, spread my ass cheeks and drove her face right into my ass, her tongue darting in and out my hole. Im moaning with a mouth full of cock, my head steadily bobbing up and down. What made it bad, was as I sucked on Eric’s cock, he would say things like, “Yeah, your wife taught you how to suck cock, or take my cock, oh Bitch”. It was humiliating me even more and with my wife hearing this and at times giggles when Flex calls me names. What came next floored me.Flex’s cock was.