Während Michi diese lieben Worte zu Martina sagt, lehnt sich Brigitte an Michis Schulter und nimmt ihre Hand. Diese legt sie auf ihre eigenen verpack...en Titten. Nach dem Beenden des Satzes meint sie zu Michi: „spiele dich ein bisschen mit meinen Bällen, ich möchte wieder deine Berührungen spüren“. Ohne zu zögern greift Michi auf Brigittes Titten und massiert diese sehr gefühlvoll. Im Gegenzug revanchiert sich Brigitte bei Michi mit zärtlichen Berührungen ihrer Möse durch die Leggings. Diese. The talk excited her. Her anxiousness was plainly obvious. Everyone watching could tell she wanted it bad.“Just like I thought,” he said. He took his cock in his hand and rubbed it right across her clit. “You want me to fuck you with it?”“Yes, Sir. Please.”“Then beg for it,” he said. “Beg for my cock.”“Please,” was all she said.“Come on, you little bitch, you can do better than that,” he taunted, as he ran the cock head up and down between her pussy lips, but didn’t penetrate her. “Tell. Every few dozen of these punishing strokes he'd pull out to let my poor pummeled pussy squirt its heavy payload out across my kitchen, pooling in the saucers and plates we'd already knocked to the floor. Smirking he seized his cock by the base and aggressively thumped the shaft of it against my clit in a steady drumbeat, bringing another pleasured cry from me with every thump. “Oh you FUCKER! YOU HUNG FUCKING FUCKER!” I grunted as he pleasured me with this barest of contacts. He stared me in. "Now, please Barbara, go to the kitchen or something and send Ally this way when she returns home." "Will do, honey. I love you," she threw out on a hopeful whim to her long incumbent husband. "You too, Barbara," was his neutral response. She fought back allowing a crushed sigh to escape from her lips, and simply strolled off. A timid, ashamed knock tapped against the door. "Daddy," a fearful voice called out, "I was sent this way by mother." "Do come in," he answered sharply. Ally pushed.