Now his hand was under the T-shirt. Playing with my navel. Slowly moving up and resting on my boobs. He put his hand under the bra and held my boob in...the hand. Squeezing them and pinching the nipples occasionally. I was already dripping down. His rough hands was just what I needed at that moment.He removed my T-shirt and bra and threw them away. Now his right hand slowly went down. Roamed over the pant and then tried to move between my legs. I moved my legs apart to give better access to the. He came closer to her, put his arms behind her waist as if he was going to hug her and started caressing her ass with both his hands. He was much taller than Emily and the girl had to look up to face him."Sir, I believe you already got a lot more than you came here for, right?" Emily said as she tried to step back from him.As he felt her trying to move, he grabbed her ass and pushed her closer to him. Emily felt his hard, twitching cock pressing against her belly from inside his pants. She just. Finally, the knot in her over stuffed cunt shrank enough for the dog to hop off and go clean himself, while a river of cum poured from her cunt."Well, now that he's, done, you can clean up," D told her. As she stood up, he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face into his crotch. "Nah, slut. You clean me up. You think I'm going home to my wife smelling like slut and dog cum? You want to be my white slut, then you clean this nigga dick that was in your ass!"Stephanie did t know what to do. If. Then a lovely kinky thought struck, I would have to add an extra ingredient to thicken it up a bit. Being into natural cosmetics it gave me the best excuse to 'improvise'.....I padded as demurely as I could to the kitchen in that side tie bikini and selected two of the least ripe bananas I had. Heading back to the dressing table I picked up a towel on the way. Placing the towel on the dressing table stool, I kept my legs straight and together and bent at the waist, imagining the view my.