"Cyndi was waiting for me when I got home. She was in bed, dressed in what she called her "Fuck me" clothes, high heels, garter belt and nylons. She s...iled when I came into the room and opened her arms:"I haven't thought of anything all day but fucking you. Get over here baby."I have a theory, but no scientific way of proving it. I think Cyndi's stamina at gangbangs is a function of use. Before I started setting her up we would make love, peak together and then relax in each other's arms until. Only a few seconds later Neeta cried out in pleasure. She threw her head back as I saw her eyes roll into her head. As her orgasm arrived, my husband fucked her with everything he had, quickly bringing himself to his ecstasy only seconds later.I know my husband cum long and hard, spurting his cum deep inside of Neeta's pussy and filling her pussy with his warm cum, while she reached to her orgasm seconds before my husband's cum.I was in heaven, as I was sure that Neeta was too in the seventh. She opened the door of the master bedroom came out in a sexy netted lingerie from which her complete body was visible, her bra, panty, belly button was visible; she came near me and sat on the couch seeing her like that I muttered “if u will wear these kind of clothes, main apne haath kabu main nahi rakh paunga”; she giggled and came more close to me and started looking at what I was doing and then started watching TV. It was almost 2 in the night when she yawned and asked for a body massage. I. Stella cried out the loudest and longest so far with the fifth stroke, knowing it was every bit as hard as Miss Dawkins had given her and shook her head from side to side and stamped her foot as she held on to the table. Then, when the sixth stroke landed she knew that was even harder than Miss Dawkins caned her and could tell that Megan had learned quickly as she again stamped her foot and this time also slapped the table with one hand. She stayed bent across the table though as she struggled.