Mr Spain in meanwhile found his way to my pussy. I sat on my knees, bending over Mr Dutch cock while Mr Spain fingered me gently from behind. When the...guy shot his load I pointed his cock backwards so his juice ended on his own belly. Mr Spain did not loose time and was already licking my clit. I rolled on my back, kept my legs wide to invite him more openly for his oral play while Mr Dutch got pampered by his wife now. More people started to play and had sex and I just saw how C got attention. “Hi” she said welcoming Vichu as he strolled into her room. Vanathi had always liked him and thought him very attractive. He was a handsome man, and there had always been a spark between them, a chemistry that she found hard to ignore at the best of times, and now she was feeling so horny it was almost impossible to hide. He began flirting immediately as was usual.“Are you ok, I thought I heard someone crying?” Vichu looked at the sari that clung tight to Vanathi’s body, moulding itself to her. It's heavy and mysterious, but full of lust, beauty and pussy. Breathing it in makes Stacy want to be submissive. Her knees tremble from the aching in her pussy. Her glands strain from the constant swelling. "You enjoy being my submissive, little girl, don't you?" Cara inquires, lustfully observing Stacy's horny behaviour. "I'm going to test you, Stacy. I want to see if you've been honest with me. If you really meant what you said, when you put on this belt and this collar." "Yes, Miss," Stacy. Kelly conduct this powerful, rhythmic, sexy masterpiece. She was feeling flushed, imagining him leading them, when suddenly she felt cool air brush across the left side of her body. She looked up to see a tall frame in a black tuxedo and a head of thick silver hair rush past her, rounding the corner into the music library closet. "Oh shit," she said aloud. Kyle looked up and noticed her cheeks were almost as red as her pouty lips, those lips he often fantasized about touching with his.