Why do you think that we’re so hip with the Bottom family traditions? Dad only got jealous for a time and then he got over it when Mrs. Ellis made i... up to him.”“That she did, dear daughter ... in style,” Armin admitted as he plundered Candy’s delicious derriere.While Nancy returned to work, I, of course, kept at fucking Katarina, much to her delight, even as Howard began screwing Marsha ... and Kristin seized the chance to taste Jan’s twat at last. The bull dyke more than relished being eaten. So I bunched up my whole hand and slid it up her. She squealed, so with my spare hand I ran the pink vibrator over her nipples and then frigged my cunt with it. She grabbed the end and set up a slow in-out action in time to my fisting. We laughed like a couple of schoolgirls when I squirted all over her face as she was taking a closer look at my shaven pussy. She wasn’t far behind after I found her g-spot – her legs clamped around my hand – I kept thrusting – she shuddered and then we both. I had been particularly been looking forward to this one, I’d taken her home after catching her eye at the bar, buying her a drink or two, and very gently sliding my hand up her skirt under the table, watching her glaze over slightly as my fingers brushed the outside of her underwear. She was gorgeous, the polar opposite of me, with small tits, long, red hair, and bright green eyes, though we were both totally bare. Caressing her breasts with my mouth, I knew what I wanted to do. I had stripped. I pushed my dick slowly into her vagina with a small thrust. She screamed out aloud with her eyes wide open. I continued with my inward thrusts. First slowly and then gradually increasing the pace and the power. I continued to ram her pussy with my rod. She was moaning and groaning as if she was being fucked to death. Her loud cries encouraged me further more. I increased the pace of ramming her love-hole. I thrust it in so powerfully that she started gasping for breath. I held both her hands.