And then he started lapping at them both.Muuuhhhh, said my wife. She was pretty much out of words, so I had to hurry.On my laptop, I switched to the c...mera in front of her face. Just so I could see. “Look at the camera, babe. Tell your fans what you want.”Her eyes were wide and empty, and sweat was running down her temples. She was in heat. “Fu-fuck,” she gasped. “Wanna fuck my doggie. Be my doggie’s bitch.”“You want to be Gunther’s bitch?”My wife made a throaty sound that clearly meant “Yes,”. She made great money and never skimped on her wardrobe.Mom is 43 and could pass for a woman in her late 20s or early 30’s. She is 5ft 1in tall, slender build with a nice set of tits. I checked the tag on one of her bras one day and found out they are 34c. Mom is always smiling and even when she gets upset she can keep her composure very well.Today she was wearing a bikini that looked great. It had a top that had strings between the triangles of fabric that covered her nipples and the bottom was. “You can lean back” he says with a big smile on his face. I lean back and he runs his hands up my body cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples as he slides my bra up over my breasts. He leans forward and kisses my breasts running his tongue around each nipple. I can feel his cock hard against me, I reach down and run my hand along his cock feeling it straining against his pants. He reaches down and unzips his pants pulling out his hard cock and puts my hand on it. It feels so hard and warm in. He turned down her offer of ordering a pizza now saying maybe later.His hand that was around her had a mind of its own. It made its way under the sweat pullover and worked its way up till it was cupping Kate’s braless breast. She didn’t voice any objection to where his hand was or what it started doing with its thumb lightly massaging the nipple. He could feel the nipple getting stiff with him doing that which he did do for some time.Kate broke this contact when she stood to refresh their.