But then she’d heard herself say “No, stop” followed by “Please fuck me harder. Deeper!” Beth had been shocked by her own actions and had su...prised herself at being so British. Why had she said “Please?” Kris would have fucked her anyway! Kris had said very few words, probably finding it difficult to breathe, his energy being spent on fucking this horny British babe, making her squeal. She remembered seeing him smile and wave which, at first, she found cute until she realized he was waving to. He liked that but he smiled and told me to wrap my fingers around it and rub it up and down. He liked that too. A lot! He started caressing my boobs and it felt SOOO good! Feeling his hands on my skin. Okay, I was getting really horny. Then I remembered a few weeks ago, I was snooping in Ross' room, and I found a stack of Playboys in his closet. But at the bottom of the stack was a magazine that was A LOT dirtier. It had pictures of men and women having sex. There was one where the girl had the. He spun around to face me, his hands falling to me hips as he pulled me close to him and we started dancing dirty, bumping and grinding hungrily as i spun around and ground my ass into his crotch, feeling the massive erection hidden neneath his jeans. "oooooo baby, is that for me i moaned to him as his hands cupped my titties and he pinched my nipples, driving me into a tizzy of sexual excitement. "Let me feel you against me" I moaned, spinning around and straddling his leg. He slid his hand up. Again a quick slap on the ass rouses Karen into Lonnie’s service.“Come on baby. This cock ain’t gonna clean itself.”Karen, obediently, rolls off the bed and settles on her knees in front of Lonnie’s limp, cum covered cock. She cast a brief, guilty glance in the direction of her husband and then slides the slick shaft into her mouth. Slowly her head begins bobbing in Lonnie’s lap, using her lips and tongue to clean herself off of his dick.Lonnie groans softly and lites a cigarette before.