Her wet pussy made it obvious that she was enjoying herself immensely. First, I asked if she played with her clitoris while he was tongue-fucking her,...and she said that she didn't need to: she just lay back and had orgasm after orgasm with him going to town on her and her fantasizing that it was his big, red dick thrusting into her instead of his tongue. I asked her if she thought of following through with that fantasy and letting him actually fuck her. She said, yes … she did consider it, and. Halfway into it, she looked over at me and I pulled on my shirt, trying to indicate to her that she should take hers off. She turned from me, looking in the guy’s eyes. Next she leaned back, bringing her arms up to her shoulders; she opened her shirt and pulled it off of each shoulder, letting it drop to the floor. She leaned forward and rubbed her tits into his face. Before she moved onto the next guy, she threw her shirt over to me for safe keeping. She made it most of the way around the. He stopped for a moment as I closed my eyes only to feel the table shake and then a warmth encompassed the head of my cock as I looked up in time to see Drake lower his butt onto my cock and he plunged down on my meat all the way to my wet soaked pubes. I then watched in amazement as he fucked my cock with his hard tight ass as he continued to massage my stomach and pecs. He pinched my nipples at times and even leaned forward to kiss me while he rode me hard and I bucked up into him at times. The taste was salty and it never seemed to get lighter.Suddenly, Samantha jumped up and said, "My butthole itches!!" She dropped her pants, and panties off, and told me to scratch her butthole, with my nose. I kneeled down behind Samantha, and rubbed my nose against her smelly butthole. I could see the remnants of her previous bowel movement, and I could feel a sticky goo clinging to the tip of my nose. "Smell my butthole!!" She demanded. I started to sniff Samantha's foul little butthole when.