As ever it was delicious. As I ate, I took in the music and the atmosphere, the sounds of conversation. The four men nearest to me were English I.T. s...ecialists over in Dublin on a job. They were speking of the joys of Manchester nights out and the raunchiness of younger girls these days. They looked of a age where they would have daughters who were out partying in the Paintworks while they ate in this quiet restaurant. I smiled to myself. One of the couples were German, on holiday. The other. The black guy began fucking my sensual wife like a mad man…I even could hear the bed headboard hitting the wall. I noticed Ana was smiling and moaning, while she looked directly into the camera, showing her full pleasure to me.Her Black Master beat her sweet cunt for over twenty minutes before he stopped. He pulled out and I could see Ana’s cunt was a wide gaping hole like I had never seen before. I then saw it… the Then I saw it, the cream pie running out from Anita’s gaped cunt. She grabbed. She felt the blood pounding into the tips of her tits until they felt like overinflated balloons. She was sure they'd pop at any instant.But it was Stan's cock in her mouth that turned her on, made her cunt begin to turn liquid. Veronica pursed her lips into an O and slowly sucked in his hard prick. Stan's cock wasn't as long as Karl's, but it was handy. That counted a lot toward removing some of the incredibly horniness she felt inside.The slender girl took in Stan's cock one inch at a time.. Nan had lost her bra when her card got pulled when I won my quarter-final match. When she claimed a bra to wrestle in, she did not choose wisely, or the choices were pretty slim when she choose. It was a front closure bra. It had long ties, and there were many ways to fasten it. Nan crossed the ties between her breasts, but didn't make a real knot there, and brought the ties behind her neck where she tied a bow knot. Tying it that was a bigger mistake than selecting that bra in the first place..