I know desire. I know it well. I desire her with a part of me so ancient that it is nothing more than the spawn of patience. I look at her and wonder ...hat it would be like to know her touch on my skin. Soft? Harsh? Dominating? Submissive? This part of me, an elder of mankind be eons, does not wonder… it waits. It waits for the answers to come. If they never come, then it simply shrugs and continues to do as it has always done. So don’t speak to me of desire. How many of you know what it is like. Are you interested?" She nodded her head and the tape was removed. She was untied from the table and shifted around so that both her pussy and mouth could be accessed. She felt something brush her lips and when she opened her mouth she ended up with an eight inch long three inch round monster in her mouth. The prick started moving back and forth and she was getting confused by what was happening in her mouth and what was happening in her cunt. She was still orgasming every few minutes. She felt. ....please don't stop."Panting as I fall, he catches me, twirling our tongues, tasting myself on his yummy tongue. Plunging himself deep inside me. Digging my nails in and dragging them down his chest. Leaning back he goes deeper grasping my ass. Picking us up, my back against the wall, my moans escape my mouth. I cannot hold them back, feeling every ridge, every curve of his cock. Releasing me, I turn around. I love doggy style. Bending over I can feel him grab my ass and plunge himself deep. From this perspective she noticed that her face was a little blurry; the focus was on Claire, who was gazing reverently into Olivia’s crotch while fingering her. It would be a little weird to walk around after this knowing the photo was there — but more than a little sexy, too.As she neared the top of the steps she heard music in the distance, something bass-heavy and dancy. Feeling her pulse accelerate, she quickly found a bathroom, relieved herself, and went off in search of the source of the.