Ohhhhhhhh yeahhh pounding your ass harder and faster, pulling your hair my clit at full attention bouncing back and forth...your balls slap my ass as ...ou fuck me mmmm your clit is so hard fucking you faster are you gonna cum for me again? mmmmm keep fucking me baby mmmm mmmm getting close me too my balls slapping against you, fucking you faster grabbing you hips and pounding your tight hole oh shit baby ohhh oohhhhh fuuuucckkkk mmmmmeeeeeeeeeee fuck yessss ahhh ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh. She was pushing her cunt back onto my cock more in subconscious movement than anything else. Steve was wanking his cock in her face which now rested at the base of his balls. Her eyes were closed as Brigitte felt the force of her orgasm. I thrust into her with my own orgasm well on its way. I grabbed her hips and thrust as hard as I could. I knew she was getting maximum pleasure from the angle of my cock and so I just fucked her. I heard a wet slapping noise as I pumped into her, I felt fluids. Yumi could hear the moaning from the girl down below, and got even more turned on. She continued to play with herself, biting her lip as to not to make any noise, and found herself turning on her back, just so she could make herself more comfortable. The sounds of the girl moaning, and just the images that ran through her head made Yumi come close to her own orgasm, arching herself as she got even more close. It was then that she realized what she was doing, and told herself that she needed to. Alan tossed his jacket on the underwear cabinet and kept walking towards his mother. He grinned. "Well, I know one way to fix that problem." That's true!" She pulled her blouse over her head. But to Alan's great surprise, she hurried off away from him instead of towards him. She bee-lined to the telephone by the kitchen counter even as she struggled to free herself from her blouse, and then dialed a number. All she said into the receiver was, "Alan's home!" Then she hung up.Gloriously topless,.