Let me first describe me. I am not white like milk. I am brown in color. I have waxed legs, round ass, perfect round little shaggy boobs with brown me...ium nipple. My figure is 36-30-38 and has a long straight black, silky, very thick hair covering my waist. I have a daughter of 3 years.My husband love me and lot. He does anything for me. So now it’s my turn to do him a favor. And he states that his dream is that, to watch another guy fucking me in front of him. So as I love him I agree.On a. I focused on the dirty thoughts that keep my pussy wet when it is being used so furiously. I had managed to put rub some lube in during the truck switch. But thinking and feeling dirty keeps me wet, usually.New friend paused for a minute and no. 3 knelt on the couch and pushed me onto my knees. At some point new friend started fingering my cunt but to be honest I was more focused on what was coming next. I am still not brilliant at deepthrooat and I knew that this was coming next.He held my. Sometimes I was forced to strip naked, at those times the transmitter continued to broadcast from the veil hanging on a nail somewhere.I trusted Watson to make recordings on the digital recorder hidden in his shopping cart or his bike. Watson also did a good imitation of a wino. At least I hoped his visit to 5th avenue still held. I needed him living in the moment not a haze.During the final days, I had been given to a cell leader I called rotten teeth. He would be a nervous chipmunk, if he. I ran my fingers over her tight curly pubic hair, damp and warm with her juices, before my fingers strayed to her waiting lips. They were slick, and I easily slipped inside her. Slowly I teased her clit, making circles on it...she closed her eyes and sighed. I hooked my fingers and found her sweet spot...Jill let out a gasp and a moan. She pushed her hips up to meet my fingers as I moved them in and out of her pussy. After a few minutes of heavy breathing and gentle moans, Jill froze and held.