“Breathe? Oh. Yeah. Breathe, haha,” Lia said as she made a point of breathing in, breathing her chest out, and shrugging at how her tiddies were n...t that substantial even when fully inflated. “But it’s true,” she said, her tone calmer now. “I’ve gone through my old photos I saved when I was getting into posing, I’ve looked at Sid’s French postcards, I’ve Googled so far I even went to the fifth page of results, you know, the place where the super freaky shit lives, and nothing. All I can find is. My boots slamming into the sides of my head as Mike thrusts into me his fingers. He knows my dilemma and enjoys it. "Let's get hubby thinking of what I am doing to his sexy wife" you say. You pull your fingers out and while pushing my legs back against me and spreading them out you push that fat cock into my tight little ass. I moan and groan "damn no oooohh ooooo " You start taking a rhythm as you ass fuck me deeper and deeper. "With that outfit on you have been dreaming of getting fucked hard. She was close, navigating over a fallenlog, her leg lifted up and over, causing the denim skirt to rise up andreveal her purple satin panties. He stared at the wet oval decoratingits gusset, and then she was over and it disappeared again. No.. surelynot, he thought. That sort of thing only happened in porn stories, hemust have imagined it. His cock was rock hard.They reached a small open clearing, covered with thick moss and lowshrubs."Here," she said, and pointed down. David peered down,. Diane picked up the bottle of soap, squirted some into her hand, and began to work up a lather of suds she covered Madison’s tits in. She began to knead and massage Madison’s breasts the way she had hers. Madison leaned back against the tile wall, enjoying the sensations running through her. “Open your legs for me.”“Why?”“A BFFS is always supposed to return the favor,” she said with a wink. Madison braced her thighs apart and watched Diane knelt on her knees. Spreading the folds of Madison’s.