Alessandra has her erotically experienced right hand ferocioisly fondle her fanny, longing love lips, towards the top. Alessandra can not break away f...om his eyes, staring into hers. Her hands rubbing her love lips between their faces. Alessandra can not stop anymore in her raunchy race uphill her mighty Mount Venus, tickling her thick clit top speed.Alessandra feels the contractions coming, movements from deep inside her, way beyond her wish to control them.Alessandra can not help being much. "That'swhy I'm checking it." Let me," Sam pleaded. "I love games." "Whatever you say." Bert stepped back and went over to the television. As\he changed it from Sam's movie to the ball game, he stared at the glow ofthe screen. As he moved his computer character over the screen, Sam'spolished fingers moved feverishly to keep the main character alive andsafe from its enemies. His eyes seem to see everything and his fingersmoved like they had a mind of their own.As Sam sat there, he did notice. ” “That sounds like a plan, works for me.” “Great! Meet me about 10:00 a.m. and we can hit the shops when they open,” she said excitedly. Later that night as Will humped away at his wife’s unresponsive body, he thought of Brooke. Her tits, those great legs and that fantastic ass. His cock and enthusiasm were awakened and suddenly his wife’s body came to life under his energetic thrusts. Before he knew it her legs were hooked behind his and her arms were around his neck. She uttered soft. Robert wanted some attention. I thought about him for a moment but realized that giving a blow job under the table would cause more damage to my head than pleasure to him. So I just reached over, unzipped him and pulled out his cock. There I was, under a restaurant table, giving head to a woman and jacking off her guy at the same time. All this was hard on my knees, so I regretfully pulled away and crawled back into my chair, musky juices dripping from my face. As I wiped my face clean, I.