She swallowed, and the muscles moved under her skin. That was the only visible movement. I scratched my head to have a plausible excuse for why I had ...y head turned in such a way that I looked right at her – just in case she’d look up and catching spying on her. What could be the reason for her crying? A break-up? Loss of a family member? Or had she perhaps recently lost her job? She was still reasonably young. She should be out with friends or hurrying home to a young man, she shouldn’t be. Angie found herself holding onto Yasu for dear life as she came so hard from his fingers penetrating her."Breakfast?" Yasu grinned as Angie began drying him off and vice versa."Damn straight! You heard your wife, baby. She has plans to fuck us silly!" Angie reminded him."Well, when you put it that way," Yasu chuckled as he picked up the petite Angie and carried her over to the kitchen, with her mockingly putting up a fight with her fists and kicks."I see that you brought dessert. Could be. I loved the feel of Frank’s cock but didn’t like the feel of being gagged. My saliva was escaping my mouth and running down my chin and onto his scrotum as he continued to apply more force making me take his black cock deeper down my throat. I had no doubt that Frank’s thick black cock was a good 10 inches long. The man fucking me from behind got into a rhythm with me as I sucked on Frank. Then I felt the cock in my ass stiffen. I knew he was ready to explode inside of me. I want his cum deep. As my cock pistoned out of her, I had to be careful not to slip out the way Quyen's hips kept bucking uncontrollably.I watched Trinh sucking her own juices off of her fingers, and sensually caressing those firm globes sticking out of her chest. She looked back at my pumping body through heavy-lidded eyes. Quyen's hips were driving back at me, meeting each of my thrusts with one of her own. Her slightly fuller asscheeks made a pleasant slapping sound on my pelvis with each impact, and I dug my.