She bucked up to her girlfriend’s mouth and candy fucking motion. She lifted her ass so far up and mound towards Cat’s face that she drove the can... nearly completely into her.She grabbed the back of Cat’s head to hold her in place and continued to shout as Cat refused to stop, pushing to see how long she could draw out her lover’s orgasm, “Fuck Cat! You damn beautiful kitty! I’m— FUCK!”The blonde bucked again and struggled against Cat as her nerves were and fire and her mind completely clouding. Oops! . . .sorry." Don't sweat it, Ken. I take no offense. I'm used to it by now. Butyou might also be able to help me." She let it hang there, verypregnant like."H-How could I pissobly . . . er . . . possibly help you?" He lookedas if his mind was churning away a mile a minute on the possibilities.She thought: Pissobly! How cute. His mind is sure below the waist! AFreudian slip if ever there was one."Well, my shrink told me that the best way to kick a bad habit is tobe weaned off it. Her mouth opened wide for his cock. I watched her blow him."You are going to make me come in your mouth again, bitch… go easy”That bastard said to my sexy wife. Then Ana surprised me by telling him:“I love your black cock. I want you to fuck me. I will do anything you ask."Fred then grabbed my wife’s hair between his rude fingers and made her stand up. He held her by the waist as Ana straddled his torso. I could see her soaking crotch. Her pussy lips were dripping her sweet juices…Then I. I then began rubbing my pussy lips through the thin material. I moaned, as I stared directly into his eyes.He reached over and ran a finger through my slit. I finally told him I could not wait anymore.He smiled, as he turned on the car’s engine. He drove to the third level, which was almost empty. He parked there at a dark corner.I got out and walked to the front of the car. He was sitting just looking at me. I lifted again my skirt; but this time I pulled down my cotton panties to my ankles. I.