He groaned as she clenched her butt-cheeks and started to rock her hips a little more forcefully. Little more aggressively.“Fuck,” Mark said.My wi...e smiled amusedly into his face.“Wait,” Mark said.“Wait?” My wife asked.“Just…” He squirmed, looking at her. “I don’t want to cum yet.”“Oh? Are you close?” My wife said, smirking. She then slowed her gyrations and focused her movements.Mark was staring at my wife intensely, his jaw clenched. He was panting. “I’m going to cum.” He said abruptly and. To shiver your spines.Up-to your and my core.”Neeshu was just beaming with joy and smile. This made both of them melt in the cold weather. Neeshu put the poem on the table. She was oozing with emotions and hot and dark fantasies inside her. Neeshu just put her hand on Satvik’s jeans button and unbuttoned it. It was a real and very rustic intense scene.Neeshu took Satvik’s dick and slipped her tongue into it. The Indian wife felt shivers with the sensation of feeling someone else other than her. I made to follow but Eve stood in my way, glaring at me, hands on hips. I couldnt help but smile, she couldnt pull off angry very well, she could look stern, but not angry. And it didnt help that she was wearing just a big shirt. So Im just going to stand here? I asked innocently, towering over her. She narrowed her eyes at me and stepped aside, spanking me as I walked past. I shook my head and laughed, plopping down on her couch. You need to work on that, not quite there yet Im afraid. And. (I now had proof she was a real blonde). Tracey walked to me and kissed me slowly. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth and I responded passionately. My cock was again becoming hard and my hands began to explore her lovely body. As we kissed I felt hands undo my trousers and begin to lower them. Dave’s hands ran up and down my legs and stoke my thighs. I loved the feel of his rough hands on my skin. Tracey’s hand released my hard cock as I slipped my finger into her wet pussy. Dave was now.