He really wanted this - he wanted to be one of those bitches he fucked onSaturday nights! Twisting them wildly until the ass sweat began to build Ile...ned down close to his ass then working up saliva spat time and timeagain onto that hot hole until it shone with a slimy coat of spit. Yankingmy fingers from his hole I inhaled deep to savor the just right smell of mycoworkers ass, getting up more spit I let it dribble onto my iron like cockbefore massaging it onto the shaft until it was a primed. She spread her legs and let Mark sniff into her crotch, not allowing him to touch it. Then he was led away to Julia, who kept her mesh-covered thighs close together, but ran her fingers through her fathers hair, being careful not to dislodge the blindfold. She let him smell her through the tiny triangle of cloth, moving slightly from side to side to waft some of her pussy perfume at his nostrils. Next, Mark was in front of Cindys pussy. She knew it was their joint birthday party and though. She really was trying to move but was securely tied and could not but he kept fucking her holes knowing how turned on she was and could get. She loved being fucked and fingered by her master. "Your cunt is so wet my sweet slut. You was born for me to fuck you any way I want. Look at my fist in that nasty ass of yours. Feels so good doesn't it. Now I bet you want a fist in that dirty cunt." He then pushed three fingers in her cunt and began fucking her deep as he pushed in her. His fingers were. She also knew her limitations that she would never be able to resist their brutal strength. The more she resisted, the larger risk loomed over the life of her husband and herself. She surely didn’t want getting hurt by doing anything silly, as they seemed to be well armed. She finally decided to let them have their way to avoid adding injury to insult. Moreover, she remembered to have nurtured the fantasy about screwed by three or four men ruthlessly. She had even unabashedly admitted her.