I was now completely naked, very horny and waiting his next move. Peter took me gently by the hand and led me over to the sofa and sitting down d****d...me over his knee saying that we might as well be comfortable because this would take a while. While he talked to me he was running his fingers lightly up and down my back, tracing every curve and making me shiver as he did so. After a few minutes he allowed his fingers to descend farther to my bottom and backs of my thighs, this made me twitch. You’re making me so restless. I think I should finger myself.Me: No. I want to look at you.Mallika: Fine. Look at my face and watch me moan, but I have to finger myself. I’m getting way too restless!Mallika’s eyes closed as she breathed heavily. Her expressions dripped with lust as the sounds of her sloppy pussy leaked through the sensitive mic of her camera. She groaned as her tits rose into frame. She was rubbing herself more ferociously now and I loved it.Mallika: Put your cock in the. On Monday I was Jane Katherine Myers, straight-A student. But today, I am... Whoever the heck I want to be.And let them try to stop me. Just let them try.And it showed; it showed. People weren't just stopping to fondle her titties, people were stopping to talk to her. People she'd known for, well, twelve years in some cases—she'd known Karin Ashpool straight back through to first grade, at the very least, and David Spirio and Claudia Chung as well—known, but never been friends with, were. Fernando laid on top of my wife a few minutes, savoring the feeling of her hot, cum filled pussy around his cock, as he told her how much he had enjoyed that, and they kissed a couple of times. Then he pulled out of her. "Do you like what you see?" She asked as she glanced directly over at me where I was still holding the camera in my hand. Then she exposed me to a view of her swollen gaping lips. She was stretched wide open; I could gaze inside her and see a stream of sperm running out her.