Their arms had feathers that swept outwards, like those on a wing, and their faces had beady black eyes and curved, yellow beaks. They were, in a word... a combination between a crow and a human being. And they stood at perfect attention, while a female crow walked down the center of their formation. Qasim could tell that she was female. It was ... very obvious from the low cut of her silken dress and how very taut it was and the significant ... uh... “Birds don’t even breast feed,” Ning. Or His morning gift to me, i am not sure, and don't care. He burrows His cock into my throat, slides his fingertips through my tousled hair, but lets me have Him. He submits for this moment to the pleasure i am giving to Him. He watches greedily as i suckle his cock, making love to it, it disappears again into my lips. Then i pull back up and press the glistening wet head against my lips, paint my lips with his oozing precum and i look up at Him and smile a morning greeting to him. Then slide. Eric was even longer than my husband’s but not as thick but it was still so big! I reached out to his cock and pulled him over to me too and then kissed the tip of his cock and licked around the head. He tasted good too! My pussy was so wet and I could feel a tingling down there and I wanted to be fucked. I looked up at Tom and laid back on the bed with my legs spread open and said, “Oh please just fuck me now.” Tom pushed me back on the bed and got between my open legs and started rubbing the. I put my hand on the back of his neck and gently began to rub my fingers through his hair, after about 3 minutes of talking my husband vanished from the conversation. About 5-10 minutes later as our eyes were contacting his hand was in my hair, and I leaned forward a bit, waiting for him to kiss me, I was soaking wet, and I couldn’t believe it! Soon, my other hand began to unbutton his shirt and rub his chest, it was fairly smooth, as I soon was sliding his arms out of the shirt like an old.