Rebekka laid her head back on the couch and closed her eyes as I pushed my hand further and further into her shorts. I could feel the warmth and moist...ess of her womanhood. She was already worked up. I was astonished. She pinched her nipples through the thin fabric of her sports bra.“Damn,” Rebekka breathlessly extolled as I worked my finger back and forth over her clit.Within seconds, Rebekka was arching her back and then lifting her buttocks off the couch. She pushed her gym shorts down her. Norbert anchored his upper body by placing his hands on the headboard as he offered his cock to her. Very slowly, Norbert commenced invading her mouth and throat. Catherine was very happy that his knob was a comfortable fit, and shortly, Norbert was excavating her throat deeper and deeper.He was very adept at skull-fucking and Catherine suffered no discomfort at all. As they got into a steady rhythm there was no gagging, and she never had to battle for air.For several minutes they languidly. He pulled out and she gasped. Then he pushed back into her throat. After several times she stopped gagging and relaxed so he was throat fucking her and she was taking it all the way each time. I got another picture, to go with the first ones, with her nose buried deep in Steve's pubic hair. I thought she would enjoy seeing these later. I knew that I would. Steve held her tight to him as he shot a load of cum straight down her throat. He pulled out and she gasped and took several deep. 'Wow! That's a lot of spunk!' he commented. I smiled, embarrassed. I took a couple of pieces of toilet paper to clean up my own cock, and focused my attentions onto my companion's strange looking member. I had assumed as he wanked himself at the urinals that his shaft would match up to his glans, only to be surprised by any lack of girth. Nonetheless, I wanted his big tip in my mouth...As we awkwardly manoeuvred our way in the confines of the stall, I sat myself upon the bowl of the toilet,.