Chris sat up her pussy juices all over his mouth, Michelle was unable to resist as she watched Chris get his cock out and hold it at the base she lean... back as he put her legs on his shoulders, and slipped his cock deep in her soaking wet cunt, Chris ripped her top open and lifted her bra letting her tits fall free, she was his to do what he wanted, not had raw sex like this in years, as he fucked her as hard as possible, her orgasms multiple but small as she felt her juices flow from her pussy. Well, almost every one.The fifth slow song was My Wounded Heart. The song that had meant so much to me and Clarissa. The last time that Vanessa and I had danced to this song had been on our first non-date and I’d ended up crying halfway through it.“Shit,” said Vanessa quietly. So quietly that the only reason I heard her was because her head rested on my shoulder as we danced and this put her mouth was right next to my ear.“What’s wrong?”“I deliberately asked him not to play this.”“Why?”She. I finished after what felt like a gallon of semen must have shot out of my dick. Alice lifted herself off my cock, a large glob of jizz fell out of her and landed near my limp cock. She stayed on all fours hovering above me letting those tits sway in my face. That is when Bill mounted her doggy and started pounding her. At first I was not sure what was happening. Those huge tits swayed as he pounded deep into Alice's sweet cum filled pussy. The sloppy sound of his cock and their wet skin. Eighty percent of the time you look a tree over, make your best guess, start cutting, and everything goes along fine. It's the other twenty percent of the time where things can go wrong. The biggest problem is you never know which percentage you're putting the saw to at the time.Everything can look fine and then go to shit after you've gone too far to make any difference by stopping. The most important part of the whole deal is knowing which exit to take when something does go wrong.I fully.