Your fingers dive in and pull back; bringing them to my lips. “Taste yourself.” Your commanding demeanor just brings me that much closer. I wrap m... lips around the two of them and take them in like I take your cock when we’re alone. I can feel it pressing against my ass. I love the way it feels even before you’re deep inside me; pushing me to my limits. “God your lips feel so good wrapped around me. “ You remove your fingers and they languidly slide the zipper of my blouse down so it’s open to. He was tugging on it making it hard as he pushed his hand up her skirt looking for her pussy, I expected to see her freak now but the bitch lifted her massive hips off the sofa so he could pull her huge white panties down holding them up for the boys to laugh at their size. Next he kind of dragged her ass to the edge of the sofa while she sucked Leroy's cock and forced her legs open, at least she putting up some resistance. "Man I just love fat pussy," said the white guy now kneeling between. These guys knew I was a player, and they knew I left the bar with a lot of girls, but they had no idea what else I was up to. I sat there listening, and joking with these guys sometimes commenting on the ones that I’d fucked, until one of them brought up Tara. She was an Indian girl that had started working at the bar about 2 months ago, and I’d already had her. Her rail thin body, b cup tits and dark compaction had made her a real catch. My friend blurted out something to the effect of “I’d. ” Marshall led him to the master bedroom, where his wife was already tied down to the bed, and blindfolded. Tyler sat on the couch and Marshall approached Beverly’s soaking pussy. Sliding his finger down it, he turned back to Tyler. “Tyler, are you sure about this? Man, I don’t know.” “Of course man, Bev loves it. You know that pussy looks fucking perfect.” Marshall pulled down his pants and Tyler followed soon after. He eyed up Marshall’s cock, as it was easily twice as.