Her husband had once hinted he would like to have sex with her in this depraved way, but she had immediately rejected his tentative suggestion as beyo...d the limits of decency, marital or otherwise. She had not known it would feel like this... how could she?As he labored over her, unceasingly thrusting his tireless tongue far up into her warmly pulsating vagina, John Blodgett gloated over the successful outcome of his conquest. What a fabulous piece she was! Even tear streaked and contorted, her. * * * * * * * * * * * * * *Lady Gaga's "Poker Face" started blaring, interupting the couple'ssleep. Jordan opened his eyes facing his alarm clock. He put his handover the top where the buttons were as he had done many mornings before,he turned the alarm clock off. He kept his hand there resting on theclock as he couldn't believe it was morning.He focused his eyes a little better and saw his hand. He was remindedhow he looked by the french tips on his nails."Oh god!" he thought.Anna leaned over. Then Hillary’s brain went into overdrive, more price wise than sex wise for a few moments, until she decided that her clients weren’t going to get a sniff of Clinton Blair.When he’d appeared back in her reception suite, she took another look at his pants and realised that they were particularly baggy, not noticing before. He had sat comfortably and at ease and there was no sign of a zip, although she did now notice a thickening down his left leg and giggled to herself, wondering if it would. They’re heavy and round and fucking gorgeous. God damned meatballs.” The remainder of the crowd gathered round Mandy and the specimen. “One of these guys has his finger crammed right up your wife’s asshole.” Mandy spoke to me. “He’s finger fucking my ass and it feels sensational. Oh, and now I’ve got fingers digging at my cunt too. Oh fuck yea. Keep that up while I show my daughter this massive prick. Does that excite you Tom? Does it make you horny that a bunch of park pervs are playing stinky.