They were still dressed and fresh. They stood on the bed right on my face and started stripping. They throwed their clothes on my face and their pussi...s were right on my face, clean and shaved. Now they started to make out and finger each other as the pleasure increased they couldn’t stand anymore. Neha sat on my dick and Monica sat on my stomach facing her boobs towards me. Neha was squeezing her handful tits from behind. Her wet pussy was rubbing my stomach and Neha’s ass was on my dick. Next. Her free hand was cupping her 36C breasts. Now Mehek has an amazing body. At 5’3, she was shorter than me by four inches, but her breasts were perfectly proportional to her slim waist. I am a bit heavier than her and sport 38DD breasts. Her fingers were pressing and twisting her nipples as her other hand start to really ram the vibe inside her pussy. My mouth just fell open as she suddenly shut her eyes and arched her back, giving out a deep groan as her orgasm rippled through her. Her breath. He was always in control and making decisions. Through the years he developed another personality (one that would force him to do things he didn't want to do.)It began innocently. Chris was married and his wife had no idea of this fetish. He wanted to keep it that way. That was part of the fun; there was always the fear of getting discovered. The fear of someone he knew seeing him dressed up. He wanted desperately to go out in public cross dressed, but knew he would never pass. You see. She sees a dark triangle of pubic hair… It’s so similar to the hair cascading over Olga’s shoulders…Her labia are so swollen and juicy, wet from desire… Diana spreads them. Two digits, just two of them, are sliding deeper and Diana hears a long moan. Her vulva lips are open for her…To observe this calmly is beyond her force. Diana even doesn’t need to check her own panties, she knows they’re wet through. Such dark strained flesh… A royal rose on a long stem which smell makes Diana’s head dizzy….