.a pair of butt lovers and Rachel’s rear indentation was a crack to love.I plugged her...she moaned...I stuffed her good...she yelped...I went the d...ep dirty buggerising thrusts and the soccer mum bitch barely contained a series of orgasmic screams with her hand sort of muffling her gaped mouth.Oh Lord...Lordie...did Rachel suck me dry after that...I mean she was a mistress of deep throat...pure penis mouth immersion... it was like my cock was being injected down her throat...a gag free. Yea, the woman I once scorned as a 'fag-hag', she's likea mentor for me these days. It takes up a lot of my time too."Emissary for the Goddess." She once explained, that's a high honouramong her Wicca community. Slowly, I'm becoming more acceptable for mygoddess path in this more curvy female form. Becoming closer inemotional terms to our Wicca Elders as they prepared me.Drinking herbal potions, dancing outside lighted circles while strange,hooded women chanted in eerie moonlight. So necessary. Exhausted and hyper sensitive all she could do was moan. After watching Tracey in action and listening to Angies moaning everyone became hard again. Derrick moved Tracey away form Angies pussy. Tracey jumped up and came over to me. When see saw that I was hard again she straddled me and started riding my cock. Derrick moved in between Angie legs and slid is black cock inside her. Mike was laying on the bed positioned myself to get his dick in her mouth. Tracey took my hand and walked me into. I handled the child so that he didn’t slip. She covered my hands. My hands were on her lap and were very close to her right boobs. Suddenly the child moved and my left hand touched her boobs. A current passed through my body. She looked at me and i looked at her eyes. We were speechless. Still my hand was touching the boob and once again the child moved and gave a movement to my hand to. It was 11pm. The lights were almost off leaving a little brightness only. We were watching each other’s eyes.