I gasp for air as my tongue does what it was trained to do: workher pussy into a slow and powerful orgasm.After my wife becomes wet she moves herself ...own to my waist and mountsme. Oh my fucking God the feeling is intense! The feeling of her softweft vagina wrapped around "her little dicklet" drives me to insanity.Her hips push down for a couple seconds and I try desperately to pushfurther into her. Oh my god I never want this to end!Her hips gyrate slightly and I try desperately not to cum.. “Sabrina, Damn lady suck my dick and help me get off” Soon felt the taste of his man cum shooting in my throat. This was the first time in 2 years I had real man meat in my throat. Gawd! I was so horny. I hadn’t forgotten how to swallow male goop. Each stroke he painted my throat with his cum. I stood up with his seed all over my chin. I grabbed Steve’s hand and led my to my bedroom.“Is there any more cum in those balls” I asked him. “Sabrina, You will have to see for yourself” He replied. I. She began to bob her head up and down, slurping loudly. ‘Slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp’ the slurping noises were so loud that they could no doubt be heard at the top of the stairs. ‘Slurp slurp slurp slurp’ she was so good at this now, her lips glided so smoothly up his penis. “Mmmmph…’ she breathed, still giving him head eagerly. Finally, she pulled it out of her mouth. “I need to get fucked really badly brother.” She panted. Her pussy was so wet, she had no doubt that her panties were soaked.. I took a little comfort in knowing that Iwasn't alone in my fear of flying, but it was still a challenge everytime.And so it was that morning as I waited in the airport for my trip toTokyo. I felt my usual dread building as the departure time crept closer.Thankfully, I paid for all the extras with this flight, including afirst-class ticket, hoping they would make it a little less stressful. Itried to push thoughts of terrible things happening out of my head byfocusing on reading the newspaper,.