My swollen clit jutted out on display in the middle of a field of glistening crimson flesh almost like a miniature penis with its small silver ring da...gling freely from the tip. The camera panned in close as my hand slid down to my succulent pink hole, gathered some juices and moved back up to my clit where I began to circle. “So I mainly only touch my clitoris when I’m doing this and stay in the one spot, otherwise it takes too long”. “We all know a cunt should be able to get to the edge of. I wasn’t sure I would never thought she be your type’ he said drinking his coffee.‘well to be honest, she is so my type, but to be honest I don’t think I really have a type but I would not mind giving her a few rounds.” Sadly, there is nothing between us except my imagination that seems to get carry away whenever shes around’‘OMG, Vanny really?’ he now ask while chocking on his coffee.From this simple lunch we had this day we just seem to click and after that we just became friends.He confess. Her hands were sliding all over my body and she started scratching my back with her long nails. Her erect nipples were thrust into my chest. I took her tongue in my mouth and started sucking it. She returned the gesture. Slowly my hands moved down as well and I cupped my hands on her quivery and naked ass cheeks.I parted her big soft buttocks and felt for her hole. It was shut tight but my finger managed to enter the hot spot. It needed some lubrication. I turned her around; spread her. Big D was easily 9.5 inches and thick like a Red Bull can. She grabbed on to his dick with both hands and started to blow making sloppy gurgling sounds with her head vigorously moving forward and backwards. Her breasts were flopping rhythmically as she worked him.Meanwhile Hannelore was doing the same to me looking up at me as she played with the end of my dick, just wrapping her lips around the head and sucking. She was fondling my balls with one hand, kneading my ass with the other, .