As I circulated with the fresh drinks the women patted my ass, my wife patted my erection, and Gina B whispered, “I meant what I said, I could use a...good fuck.”As she exchanged her empty glass for a full one on my tray her breast brushed against my arm causing my cock to jump.A few minutes later while I was out in the kitchen preparing some hors d’oeuvres Gina B came out looking for some club soda. Somehow she had managed to spill some of her red wine on her white blouse. She was not upset or. Positioning my cock just right, I began to push into her. She raised her ass just as slowly back up against me. I slid in half way and repositioned my knees for the right leverage and pushed all the way in. I began fucking her slowly, deep thrusts grinding my groin against her ass hard so I could get just a little further into her. Tana was gripping the mattress so I put my hands over hers and interlocked my grip over hers, my fingers between hers. We moved together like this, both of us. Inhaling again made my whole body go crazy.“Darling,” Cinderella said surprised. “What are you doing with my feet, my love?”“My princess,” I answered. “You have the most gorgeous feet of any lady in the kingdom. I happen to be a prince who loves and enjoys a very beautiful pair of ladies’ feet and yours are no exception, my princess.”“Why?” she asked curiously. “Why do you enjoy them so much? Why, also, are you smelling them? Do you like the way they smell?”“Of course, my love,” I answered. “I. It didn't say anything about it in the recipe." Ah! Well I remember as a kid my mother always used to. She said it made the marzipan stick." How much do you use?" Just thinly spread. Enough to make it tacky."Becca collected the jam from the larder. "Show me, Mr Beeton," she said.Steven did so. Becca cautiously applied the marzipan to the side of the cake. It stuck."Brilliant!" she cried. "You are a clever man."Still holding the palette knife she flung her arms round his neck."Oy!" he yelped..
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