She could see her delicate finger disappear in the mirror on the wall and was forced to lean on the closet door to maintain her shaky balance. Her tho...ght was that if she was so shaken by her tiny finger, the huge thing her husband spitted her with the previous evening placed upon her brown eye was a fate worse than death. As much as she toyed with the idea of giving up ownership to her tender bum, she decided the better part of valor was to insist he remain constant to her feminine slit. She turned her head to face me and our mouths locked passionately. Grabbing the bottom of her short sleeve top I pulled it up as she lifted her arms allowing me to take it off and throw it across the room. Then in one movement I pulled down her leggings and she audibly squealed as I did so. ‘Kick off your shoes’. Bending down she thrust her bottom against me as she reached down, unclasped her shoes, kicked them off and then lifted her feet from her leggings as I pulled her back into me. ‘Stand. This made her look at me with love in her eyes, but also with a sudden sadness, I couldn't understand. "Oh, oh," she said, "here we go."At this point Alfred stopped. He grabbed his glass and drained it, and then he looked at me: "I think I'll need another beer before I can go on with this." So I drained my glass too, and went to the bar for another two pints."Carla had this love and sadness in her eyes when she told me, that she had never loved anybody as much as she loved me, but it was. " Desiree spread her legs a little further, giving him certain full access to her. "Fuck me. Shit, fuck me, boy!" Oh, I'm about to do that. Don't you worry, girl. Deshawn thought as he pulled out, flipped her doggy-style, and then gave her hard pumps while rolling his hips. "Ow, damn. Shit. Fuck me, get that sopping wet pussy." Desiree's tits bounced back and forth as he gave her the anaconda she craved so much. She squeezed her nipples and pushed back to meet Deshawn's strokes, "Damn,.