Rhonda stays on the balcony, hugging herself and wishing she was in the next bedroom with Tim. Hell, she'd even share him with his wife if he'd make h...r moan like that. She shrugs and starts back into the bedroom when she hears the telltale squeak of the bed in the next room. Ohmygod, they're not done. She smiles and turns back to the balcony.Tim never stopped lapping up his wife's succulent cream. He gently licked all around her sensitive pussy, occasionally flicking his tongue between her. Her fur is a marbled mess of black, grey and white, which makes her ass and bust look larger than they actually are. However her hair on the other hand is a beautiful shade of silver dispite only being ten years older than you. Secrets are her game as any mention of hers and you'll wish the rumors about you weren't true, but on the other foot she'll gladly trade information, items, or favours, for secrets and various other things.Finally we move on to the final character for you to familiarize. Grizwells cock. My tits bounced around frantically and Mr. Grizwell groped at them furiously, leaving bruises where his fingers went. This only coaxed another breathy moan from my bosom and he walked over to where Mr. Flare was and pushed him away lightly, laying himself on the desk and pulling me on top of himself. He slid all the way home and streached me out. His ex wife was crazy! With a cock like that, I'd be pleased forever. Moans and groans left his body and Mr. Flare had me spit on his. I lick upward toward your nipples and gently nibble at your hips and stomach, slowly working my way upward. I am on my knees moving inch by inch, one knee between your legs the other on the side, licking sucking, tasting, smelling, using each of my five senses. I absolutely adore you. I lick each nipple allowing the cool and warm sensations to heighten your pleasure as I position myself over your engorged cock. I want to take the entire shaft deeply inside my dripping cunt, but I don’t think.