’ ‘Not at all.’ Antonella spoke as she gestured for him to go into the living room area. They took a seat on the couch and talked briefly to ge... comfortable. The entire time, Marcus would run his hands over her body, as Antonella would run her fingertips up and down his thigh. Before long, Antonella could see Marcus’ cock slowly growing in his pants. She gave the area a quick massage before excusing herself. She gave him a long, deep, French kiss before slowly getting up and walking to the. Mary filled her mouth with saliva, leaned forward and gathered Kelly’s mouth in, and shared it. Kelly leaned over to James, tongueing him, then leaning forward sucking and biting Mary’s tits. The sweat, the heat, the closeness of all the bodies, the heavy beat of the music, and the dim darkness now filled with panting and moaning, and suction noises, that familiar slap-slap of body parts joined and pumping together. James’ hand was now on his own penis, that Kelly was stroking too. “Make. Then she heaved up and stabbed her lapper into her mom's tight shithole. She began to bob up and down, snacking on gamy balls and tart asshole in turn.She began to use long strokes, starting on Jimmy's balls as his prick vanished, then slurping up his cock as it came out, drenched with cuntjuice. Her lapper slid up the heavily veined underside of his prick, tongued into her mother's cunt, then darted up through the crack of her ass and dipped into her shithole.She turned her face and placed her. You’ve taken a velvet coverlet and laid it out on the deck along with blankets and pillows…all in black. You haven’t changed clothing…still wearing black pants, shirt and boots. Trademark look for you as I have come to find out over the years. I glance down at myself and realize I’m wearing black myself…velvet pants and shirt, leather boots. Interesting. When I look back up, I catch you watching me but can’t quite read the look on your face. The breeze moves against my face, catching my hair as.