It was Sunday morning, and Jim couldn’t think of any activity or chore that he would have rather done than eating the pussy that was before him. The... had all the rest of the day, and he wanted to take as long as he could and bring as much happiness to himself and the woman whose bed he was sharing. He started slowly licking one of her inviting outer lips, relishing the feel of the soft skin and even the texture of her downy pubic hair. When his tongue reached Nicky’s mons, Jimmy kissed her. He began fucking me. It felt incredible even much better than with his fingers fucking me.I whimpered at first and moaned as he pounded my rear. He got more and more rough and soon he jack hammered my rectum. Even though it bruised me, it felt so incredible. Even though Lou was a large stocky Italian, he was powerfully built and was more flexible than anyone could imagine. He loved fucking my tight hole! He even had me face him; he pulled my legs apart buried his cock in me and dragged me to. He realises his hands and feet are tied, he looks around, occasionally light flickers through the rear window giving him glimpses of the interior. One such flicker shows he is not alone. The other figure laying on the floor he thinks is Ashley, his wife.“Ash are you alright”? He asks frantically.She does not answer, Doug cannot hear her breathing, he strains to hear over the noise of the engine, the tyres on the road and his own heart. He struggles against his bonds he hears the van slow and. Tight, moist and hot, I couldn't help but squirm and rotate inside her, trying to touch all of her, feeling all of me being enveloped by that magic sheath. The foreign hand never left my butt. She guided me, timed me, pressed me and set a rhythm to my motion, which made the girl respond in a wonderful sinewy fashion. She slid around on the bed, bucking, twisting, humping, not keeping still for a single moment, much like a rattlesnake moving swiftly over uneven ground. I tried to latch onto her.