I relished fucking her and him enjoying her as well, I only figure that we were all fucked up, but I liked it.Although, after another moment, I closed...my eyes and focused even more on eating her snatch. I pushed my tongue in there as deep as I could and also made her lie down. John followed her down, and I knew that because I heard kissing sounds.Nevertheless, I didn't dance in the endzone; I still treated her as the sexy wench she was, got her off as I wanted to, and was not just fucking. It reminded her of Tracy's suggestion that the two of them might eat each other out -- a prospect that was becoming more and more intriguing to adventurous Jennifer.She gazed at Adolph's cock again, her saucy mouth starting to water. The red meat of his naked cock-head was all slathered with cum and cunt-juice, making it look even more delicious than if his knob had been dry. Her lips trembled at the very idea of mouthing a dog prick that had just come out of a creamy cunthole.Just imagine. This is usually the final act when the butchered female realises that she is meat and there is no return.Angela was still crying quietly, she had come in her hair and her mouth had been filled on numerous occasions by myself, her brother and father. Her mum had done a great job of making sure Angelas face stayed clean and all come had been scraped into her daughters mouth. Now it was time for the tube.The butcher had the tube inserted just inside Angelas pussy. Angela now had a pillow behind. We screwed in our room four and five times in a day, sometimes from sun up to after dark! We'd come down for lunch or dinner with good intentions of going out to see more sights.While eating, we would see the naughty, needy glimmer in each other's eyes and race back upstairs to begin fucking again! We "did" that until it was time to fly home.It was quite out of the question to "fly united" of course though a blanket spread across our laps allowed for hand jobs to 'come' about, somewhere over.