Arriving between Helen's legs, kissing, licking and biting her inner thighs.Bazza watched on as her sweet butterfly swell and dampen with desire, Bazz...’s finger's soon entered Helen's hot wet pussy feeling the wetness inside her, he was kissing the outside resisting the urge to devour her.Bazza couldn’t wait much long, he then grabbed hold of his big cock and placed it slowly into Helen's pussy lips, her face was a picture it wasn’t even in yet and this cock starved slut was enjoying it all. Suddenly I looked down and Sammy had her hand up Donna's skirt and I just knew what she was doing by her moaning.I laid Donna down on the bed and and Sammy pushed up her skirt and was rubbing the front of her knickers, I unbuttoned Sammy's jeans and pulled them down placing my hand on the front of her g string panties, slipping my finger over her clit she gasped, saying "That's the first time for years", she gasped again as I rubbed her.Sammy started to pull my wife's knickers down revealing. ”Leaning back a little to give him a good view, I lowered myself onto his throbbing pole; my breasts bouncing and swaying as I slowly rode up and down on his cock. He reached up to massage my breasts before deciding to take a more active role, pulling me forward to bring the soft, fleshy orbs to his mouth making me moan louder as he sucked and bit on my hard nipples while thrust his cock deep inside me. I was already so turned on that it didn’t take long before I felt my body start to stiffen. I would have been resistant to such self-destructive motives if there wasn't this little hitch that kept me intrigued. I began to realize that it wasn’t just that she wanted to pacify me or make things right between us after an argument or confrontation - she genuinely got off on it. There was something that came alive in her when she’d push me past my breaking point and the passion got really rough. It wasn't punishment anymore. It had started to become our natural way of communicating. She.