My cock really began to dance as she repositioned her self on her back and spread eagle. Wet, swollen, pussy lips with a budding clit, she was really ...etting into the camera.She pulled back her pussy lips with her hands showing me her pulsating clit; she licked the finger of her free hand and stroked her clit. My camera caught every shiver and pleasure wave that shot through her. She was making love to the camera as she slipped one, than a second finger into her tight looking hole. "My cousin. ” Susan held him down and he yelped. He knew he had better not beg for it to stop. The two women were clearly in the middle of things and were enjoying every moment. For Susan this feeling of control was new and one she enjoyed, was excited, and knew from the quivering of her pussy she was already wet. Lesley gave him twelve strokes in all. David knew his eyes were wet but was trying ever so hard not to cry. “Get up David,” Lesley instructed. He stood up again through hazy wet eyes saw both. ." Mervat moaned, wiggling her cute little toes as I carried on thrusting at her feet, my balls slapping against her heel every time I thrust up. "Yeah! That's it!" Mervat egged me on. I started to thrust at her feet faster and faster, feeling my orgasm getting closer, holding her feet tighter with my hands. "Fuck my feet! Yeah! Come on! Cum on my feet! Cum on my fucking feet." She started to shout, curling her toes and gripping my fingers with them."I'm gonna cum!" I moaned. Mervat pulled her. I join up in a chat with Fran and Mildred over men in today's world and how they are such jerks. I can openly complain about the male dominate society now without many negative impacts and be open about private issues, but that is not one of the most precious things in our lives since the change. I wash my hands in the bathroom sink; I see my reflection in there. I am wearing make up and I?m in a flowered dress. These are clothes men were never free to wear. But this is not a precious thing in.