Sweat slicked between there mating boxes.“Don’t make a mess” Cynthia groaned. Marcella’s dominant humping was becoming more aggressive. She ha... clasped her powerful arms around the maids back, holding their slapping bodied as close as she could.Marcella howled, her hips spasmed and rocked. Backed-up cum exploded from her girth during the episode. Rope after rope overloaded into her mating partners sopping pussy. The dense liquid spilled started to spill out into her lap. Marcella lost track of. He moved to the left arm and did the same. Laughing as he moved to my left leg I began to struggle but could not get free. When he finished cranking both legs I was extremely stretched almost to the point of being in pain, next Dante put the crank in a slot near my groin and began to move my legs further apart. I panicked and pleaded for him to stop. Smiling he just replied not just yet and added several more turns. He had spread my legs at least another 6" to 8" and still was not finished. He. Just as I’d hoped.Though my wife likes to be the first one exposed, somewhat for the attention, but more for the thrill of momentarily being the only one naked, she stared at the teasing show, licked her lips and asked, “If you’re going to do that, Mario, don’t hide the results. Push her skirt up and let us watch her wet her panties.”Maria leaned back a bit more, conceded control of her skirt and remaining modesty to her husband. He pushed her skirt only to the edge of her panties. “This isn’t. In the still silent room it was easy to hear the collective, shocked intake of breath. I looked on in amazement and desire at a stiff, fat penis, not three inches from my face. Lucy was a T-girl.“Take me” she said huskily. Lucy’s cock was simultaneously, beautiful, exciting and fascinating. It was rock hard and erect, but the foreskin still covered her glans except for the very tip, where I could see the eye, oozing a drop of pre-cum. With thumb and forefinger I gently held her cock and slowly.