.so i said to her ''why don't we go to a bedroom?''we went to a bedroom,i turned her back on my and throw her on the wall and started massagging her a...s and pussy under her dress with my hard cock...i felt that under those pantyhose she didn't wear anything and so i could feel her wet pussy begging for fucking ripped off her dress and ripped her pantyhose between the legs so i couild fuck her... but before i put my head between her legs and started licking her clit and finger fucking her very. But it was adequate. There was even a bathroom of sorts. No phone or TV, of course. To be sure, a tiny high-pitched singing came from the light bulb, and the light was pinging back and forth between the walls, but I was almost used to that. A notice said Not Responsible. I didn't bother with the fine print. I was Not Responsible myself.I stripped down and lay on the bed. I must have been more tired than I thought, because I skipped washing up and fell soundly asleep.In the night I had a. Now not being a man to waist time the jeans are down and i push Nicola down on the wife’s cunt and start to fuck her from behind, she is slurping away and Susan is close to cumming , so fuck it in for a penny in for a pound i manage to time mine to perfection and squirt a thick creamy load into her cunt just as the mrs clamps her thighs round Nicolas head and rides the waves of a massive earth shattering orgasam.So after she releases her from her vice like grip, they both sit there smiling at. Obediently I spread my legs conscious of the old men watching closely as my pussy opened in front of them the inside pink and wet and Ron’s cum still dripping out! It was enough to make me sob with the humiliation. ‘Come on slag masturbate show us how dirty slag like you gets her cunt off, get to work on that clitoris!’ Obediently I started to touch myself circling my clit with my finger conscious that my hips were beginning to move in time and my pussy was getting wetter and wetter, I could.