.Needless to say, watching this had already made me hard as rock for the last ten minutes. I did not wish to interfere, though, as I saw a lovely blus...ing glow spread on my Audrey's foxy face. "Oh G-god, don't stop..." she moaned, tickling Ingrid's hair. After several leg-twitching, back-arching orgasms Ingrid gave her a tender, sensual kiss (you know where) and got up."Thanks" I said."Any time, honey" Ingrid smirked, and then found herself about to be gang-banged by several young admirers. "Oh. She reached over and opened my bedroom blinds a little more so she could see better. "Oh my gosh!. Is it always like this", she asked. "No", I said. "Just when I get excited". "Oh, so you're excited to see me", she teased. "Hell yes!" I said.She stared at my cock for a few minutes, examining it in detail. "Can I touch it", she asked. "Yeah. Just not too tight", I said. She took her fingers and started to run them down my cock from the tip of my head to the base of my shaft. It was a light. She opened her mouth wide and took her mound in her mouth, moaning as she savored the flavor. She flicked her tongue, causing Amelia to buck with each shock wave of pleasure.“Don't stop,” Amelia whispered, in a hoarse tone.Marta ground her face into Amelia, roughly lapping up her pleasure. She held Amelia as still as she could. Amelia's eyes began to roll back in her head as her insides tingled. Her pussy felt as if it was reaching out for Marta. It wanted her.Two fingers entered her, sliding. He leaned back in his chair and raked his fingers through his sporadic facial hair. The gesture reminded Isabel of Giles’ mannerisms, and indeed she had to do a double-take when she saw Hamon do this. They are not so different, she supposed. They were both tall and lean, though Hamon was the shorter of the two, and they had the same square-set jawline. It was as if Hamon had been fashioned from Giles’ leftover tints. Where Giles’ hair was a lustrous dark gold, Hamon’s hair was pale blond and.