Then I thrust into her depths. The friction caressed my cock’s head as my wife’s juices lubed the way into Natasha’s bowels.She groaned as I bot...omed out, her hips wiggling, her brown hair flying. That gorgeous face, lips so plump, looked at me over her shoulder, eyes so wide with delight. She rocked back and forth, fucking her asshole up and down my cock.“Yes, yes, yes, fuck my special-wecial ass!”“Such a hot, tight ass, you married slut! You’re a bimbo whore! Just a slave to your anal. Jane dressed in a similar fashion, so that the two women looked like extremely respectable Filipina ladies who nobody could suspect of being capable of acting like street whores taking turns to suck Brad’s cock.The restaurant was a small family diner where the food was excellent and the décor was not the sort of garish over-the-top that many Filipino restaurants seem to adore. It was much more intimate than most, but it catered for small parties such as the group assembled to celebrate Brad’s. The habit came from years of keeping her hair out of her face while working the ranch.The boy couldn't help but notice her hour glass figure. Her ample breasts didn't sag at all. They nearly burst through the blouse she wore. Having never had c***dren, her waist was still narrow, and well defined. Her work shorts accentuated her round backside, and long, shapely legs.Although the wind was still blowing, and it was raining even harder, the thunder had died down part way through dinner, allowing. As my mouth stretched to accomodate his huge cock, he hit the back of my throat and caused me to gag uncontrollably, fighting to keep down the small amount of sick that was attempting to exit my mouth."I am going to cum in your mouth, and you will swallow. Otherwise I am going to tell everyone I caught you wearing your mums clothes" he re-itterated. He proceeding to wank off a bit more and pushed my head onto his balls again, my nose and mouth again disappearing into his large pubic forest. At.