Then she rolled over to her hands andknees, reached back and flipped her skirt up over herhips, and kneeled there with her beautiful, heart-shaped ass...in the breeze. I was sure that it wasn’t the first time they had donethat, because the dog knew precisely what to do next.He reared up and mounted her, hunching forward untilhis thick, red meat touched her pussy, and then heproceeded to drill his meat into her wet, waitingpussy-hole. She made a lot more noise from being dog-fucked than she. At times she does get a little bold with me and likes to show off for me but really only did it when she knew the possibility of getting caught was minimal. I always got turned on knowing there was even a slight possibility of getting caught. I was just sitting back sipping my drink and enjoying her play her game of making her nipples freakishly hard. We both sat there for about half an hour enjoying our drinks with her tits out the whole time. When we were done I call out to the bartender and. Maybe the one she meant to torment wasn’t the man in her bed at all.She curved her spine even more lifting her ass high, pushing her chest even lower as she kept trailing down the soaked body beneath hers. She wanted Jack to see her in all her naked splendour, to notice that little ring she had piercing her soft skin right above the clitoris, that sparkled and shined almost like showing him the way to where he wanted to be. Her knees settled wider apart on each side of the guy giving Jack an. “And your cunt?” Fuck! Elaine’s pussy pulsed rapidly, as if answering his question. “It’s… ridiculous.” “Ridiculous?” Butterflies took flight. Elaine clenched her thighs together. Her cheeks felt like they’d turned crimson. Her mouth was a desert and she licked her lips. It was true. She was burning up. No matter what was going through her mind, her body had its own ideas. She knew.
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