Recycling man pulled her panty to one side and rubbed his turgid black meat up and down her visibly very wet hairy pussy. And then he pushed inside. I...was shocked to see how easily his man meat slid in stretching her pussy wide. He fucked her slowly as if recycling her eggs to babies...and occasionally she let the tall black gent?s mammoth cock out of her mouth to groan in pain and pleasure. As the recycling man increased his pace, I knew my wife was going to get a cunt enema from his plentiful. After a few minutes of smiling and chatting she logged off and the screen went dark. I went upstairs to get a piece of ass. Her door was closed and I knocked softly. Kana, do you want to be alone? No, come in, she said. The room was dark. Where are you? I asked. "On the bed," Kana said, "waiting for you." She was completely naked, lying on top of the sheets. I soon had her legs spread and licking and fingering her pussy as I rubbed my cock against one of her angel-soft feet. Got to. Ianna stayed still as wave after wave of cum filled her stomach. She was happy to have so much warm food in her stomach without having to work for it. She giggled a sweet little laugh as fairies do when they’re eating but Thomas was embarrassed at how quickly he’d cum and took insult to the giggle. He pulled abruptly away from her and covered himself with his blanket. The sudden movement frightened her, and she jumped away and onto Vince for safety. Vince laid still and let her relax. He. ”“Is fucking nice,” and again Stacy asked me in all innocence, as if asking if chocolate ice-cream is nice.Silence again for a few minutes, and I continued my slow fondling of Stacy’s pussy through her cotton panties.“Dad?”“Yes.”“Can we fuck?”I had waited so long for my little daughter to ask me this.“Of course, if you want to.” I wanted to play it cool. It had to be at her pace.“Kusum says it hurts,” Swati looked up at me, and as she did she pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, giving.