“Mmmmmmmmmhmmmmm,” Terry moaned, “fuck me, baby! Fuck me!”It was like watching one of those big oil derrick pumps as my brother’s ass rose a...d fell, his cock sliding in and out of my wife’s moist hot pussy. Add to that both Jamal, and Shamoo each had their black lips suckling at Terry’s lush marbled white titties, and there was no way I was going to go soft watching this.In and out, in and out my brother’s cock went his balls slapping gently against her upturned ass, and up and down went my. Her makeup was generously but expertly applied, and her eyes shonebright to betray an easy nature.She smiled at Sir Mortimer who was obviously someone very special toher.Sir Mortimer greeted her with obvious delight. "May I introduce you toDeborah Findlay, my... er... lady companion. Deborah came over from NewYork with me before all the disagreeable stuff began here."The woman grinned warmly. "Call me Debbie, honey. I'll only put up withbeing Deborah if Mortimer takes me to Buckingham Palace,. "Uh...Wait...Uh...Plea-mmmmf" but before I could say another word a pair offingers slid into my wet waiting mouth. I immediately closed my darkred lips around them and began to hungrily suck off the sweet, stickyprecum.I couldn't talk with my mouth full, but in my mind I could hear thewords that would have been said: 'That's it, you fucking slut...Suckit....suck it, you fucking cock-whore."Just hearing the words in my head made me moan around the wet fingers.The fingers in my ass pulled out. Gemma still had cum on her face and Dans mouth and hands were covered in pussy juices. She turned on the bed and they kissed once more. Their juices smearing together. "I'm sorry for not sucking you off, I was just lost in the moment" Gemma told Dan. "That's ok, you can show me your oral skills in a minute to get me hard again" he retorted. The two lay next to each other in silence, admiring each others dishevelled bodies in the mirrors. After 10 minutes or so, Gemma has recovered from her.