I was getting wet and he could easily feel it. He started to push my gown in my pussy with his fingers and we continued our passionate kissing with hi... other hand behind my neck, he grabbed my nightgown, and tore it from behind. I was amazed by his strength.I placed my hand inside his boxer, and felt his mammoth cock. It was a cock to die for. He further tore down my gown, and it dropped down on the floor, leaving me naked, and desperate. He grabbed my tits, and was kneading them both, as he. And what bags of fun they were! At 36GG, she was slightly bustier than Jean, though very firm, even considering she was 28. She was also tall enough so I could bury my head in her titflesh while I filled her womb with huge greats wads of cum. She worked very long hours but always ensured she was available Wednesday nights for her weekly fill of cock. I’d met her online when I was going through a period of easy lays with disappointing chests but naturally kept seeing Jane due to her exceptional. It was around three feet to start, or just under a meter. Now it was pretty short.I spoke to the group.”Now I don't want you--”Whack!“--to be alarmed. But you are not to stop me--Whack!“--unless she says yellow or red.”Whack Whack!“How many is that, sweetheart?”I could see Allison had a death grip on stacy’s hands and her breathing was a bit ragged.“That's… four,” she grimaced. “And... Thank you, Sir.”I rubbed her cheeks, they were warm to the touch, but in the candle light I couldn't see any. And Jo was sorry that she couldn’t stay to work the morning show too, but understanding that we did want her back for prime time that evening. “I’ll talk to the morning crew about inserting your reports throughout the morning and afternoon to let the daytime audience catch some of the action,” the night time station manager promised her at around four fifteen.“Won’t they know that it’s tape delayed?” she asked him still on her knees.“Who’ll care?” he asked her.She laughed and nodded. “Okay,”.