”“aaah,” Chantelle’s knees wobbled a bit as she forced down her own orgasm before looking back up at me, my eyes jumping from one slut to anot...er. “Sure you don’t want to fuck?”“I can’t, it….. aaaaaahhhh” I was interrupted by the sensation of my dick being buried in Bethany’s throat again. “Okay, gimme some of that” Chantelle announced to Bethany as she dropped on her knees beside her. Taking my dick in her hand and removing it from Bethany’s hungry mouth, aiming it at her own.“woah wait.” I. Simon and Anne's need seemed urgent and they quickly left the table heading to our bedroom a few minutes later I heard the sound of a light slap I approached the bedroom door as usual slightly open so I could see the action on the bed. Simon spanked Anne three or four times getting slightly harder each time then slid a couple of fingers in her cunt pushing them up to the knuckles then quickly removed them and spanked her a few more times then drove dis fingers once more hard into her cunt, I. He chuckled. "Anything you want." He let her go and watched hungrily as she stripped out of her clothes, tossing them in a pile out of the way. She lay down on the floor, spreading her legs wide, peering up at him eagerly.Down on his knees first, then stretched out on his stomach, he kissed and licked from her neck down to her large breasts, each more than a handful, pulling first one nipple into his mouth, then the other. Each suckle sent a jolt straight down to her aching hole, making it. But, and the thought sent another much less pleasant spasm through her, it was also a body she shared with so many others. She tried to banish the image, but it stayed in her mind, even while Binta's tongue explored inside her mouth. The hairy buttocks. The taut sinewy hands. The swelling gut. The harsh bristles on a man's chin. The thoughts became too much. She pushed herself off Binta and with no warning burst into tears. She covered her face with her hands, but the tears still came. Her face.