It was Nina.Her expression was very cool, very unreadable as she stood on the porch. Her eyes took in my attire and I realized that she couldn't possi...ly have come at a worse time. What was she doing here anyway? She'd told me that she wasn't coming over."Hi, Nina," I greeted her with false cheeriness, stepping back a bit to keep her from catching any sort of scent from me. I did this instinctively without even realizing why I was doing it. "Come on in. What are you doing here?"She made no move. She felt the cock enterring her but it feels bit diffrent. Mark was still talking to her asking. Darling. it is so nice fucking you. she felt the cock was really different and she knew it was not Mark. she didnt want to take off her blind fold to know who is that as it will be awkward. she was bit scared and the guy continue to fucked her. it lasted for about five minutes but mark was pretending he was the one. she felt a rush of cum inside her. amrk told her he felt so good and turn her over.. Disha took a deep breath all the saliva flowing down from the side of her mouth. Disha took my hand off her hair and began to jerk me.Disha: You mother fucker bastard. You wanna see a deep throat I will show you.Disha tied her hair back and took my dick in her mouth and deep throated herself. She was gagging on my dick I was feeling the end of her mouth.Me: Ah! Fuck, you bitch. Yeah, go more inside.Disha lowered herself more, her eyes became red. She pulled her face off my dick. She laid down. And going ... and going!Oh, Mother! I whimpered silently in despair. A similar yelp from Dottie showed that she was in similar distress, being double-penetrated too by her additional set of tentacles ... including one that just didn’t know where and when to stop. Mine had left my bowel and was now comfortably enjoying the accommodations of my lower intestine, quite intent apparently in taking the very complete tour of my innards, a journey not available to the vast majority of my usual.