I got up, moved round in front of him and knelt down between his legs for a more comfortable and accessible position, and as I did this, he put his le...s up on the edge of the sofa, showing off the splendour of his hairy arse. "If you lick that, you really will be my slut!", he proclaimed. I obviously knew what he meant and bent right down, placed a hand on each of his bum cheeks to pull them apart, pushed my face into his crack and stuck my tongue straight up his hole, as far as I could get it.. When she heard the villain grunting, she looked in on us. My head was poking through the blanket. My hands struggled to keep it around us while he humped his prick into my cunt, pushing me away and pulling me back with his hands. My legs were getting stronger at holding up his belly that flounced on my back.The washers finished just before he did. Stace strode in as if nothing was happening. She separated the items into different temperature dryers. After paying the minimum to extract the water. I start to move my fingers in and out, as I move my hips up and down, and this time when her orgasm subsides, she is matching my pace. When I slip a third finger into her colon, she grabs my face away from her teat, and mashes her lips to mine as she cums once more, this time with no additional help from me, and I slip a fourth finger in."My God, what is it you do to me? I've never cum so much, so quickly, and with your fingers in my ass too. . ." She looks hard at me for a moment, and then. And, if I am any judge, he always will be, well, and that’s the problem.” Victoria nodded.“Okay, I get what you’re saying. But, Flo, I see you as a woman able to overcome that particular obstacle. I mean even if you’re right,” she said. “So, what I say being true, your problem and his is a temporary one. Go for it, girl, and save our man.” Flo Rogers stared and it was a narrowed eye stare.“Maybe,” she said.We’d been talking for an hour. She was sorry. I was sorry. “It wouldn’t work out, not so.