Their skirts had ridden up and we could see their stockings and their both shaved mounds. A couple young guys were sitting on the carpet in front of t...em, staring at our sexy wives’ exposed cunts…I suddenly felt very relaxed, as I saw the girls whispering in each other ears. Leyla then leaned over my wife and they kissed deeply.As they kissed, both opened their legs wider, while the two guys smiled in satisfaction, as they stared directly into both ladies’ crotches.They both moved forward and. He spit down on her puckered rear hole and rubbed it in. He thereafter pushed his finger into her ass, lubrication it with his spit, he fingered her ass and drover her crazy. She loved it and within minutes her usually chaste mouth was once again dirtier than a public toilet as she mouthed obscenities in the throes of passion. ‘Being alone in the house must be fuelling her resolve to scream freely', Roman thought as her love cries carried though the house. He followed in her footsteps, letting. . a lingering sweetness that caused his heart rate to double, and for his cock to lurch into semi-hardness.His mother pulled away gracefully, still standing close by him; her smile turning mysterious as she looked up at her son. Helen turned on the spot, her hip brushing across the front of the bulge he was sporting in his pants, and walked back to the counter.Jason eyed her tight and firm ass as she walked away from him, breathing raggedly. With just so little, she had worked him up into more. Subconsciously she found herself dancing towards the most hazy, crowded part of the dance floor. Trying to will herself into forgetting his order, she started thinking about the naked photo he would send. She could just imagine his firm body, his high cheekbones and veiny, large appendage. Her clit was throbbing, and she couldn’t wait to leave the club to go home and masturbate to his image. That was her prize, and God, she couldn’t wait to have it. A man came up behind her and started dancing.