Bethany bounced up a little on her bed. "What do you think, Cassie," she said. "What do you think? Would you do it? Are you up for it?"I felt time slo...ing down a little even though my answer was already made up. This would be something naughty and exciting and fun and a little bit dangerous. But I wasn't sure if my motives were the same as Bethany's. As I watched the video, I felt myself getting more and more turned on by the thought - the idea of the two twins interacting sexually with each. “Well, what are you waiting for, baby? Put that monster in me and tear my pussy,” she said, spreading her pussy. I had to do her in missionary. “What’s it with sluts and their obsession for this position?” I said to myself in my head and went forward. I slapped her pussy with my huge dick.“Are you ready?” I asked.“Hell, yeah,” she said. I slowly pushed my monstrous dick in her clean-shaven pink pussy. She started moaning as soon as the tip went in. Her moaning only increased as I put the entire. “Oh god,” he groaned as I moved my breasts up and down his shaft. He quickly started thrusting as well, creating more friction. He continued to moan loudly.I said nothing but leaned my head to the side when Henry pressed against my back, gently placing his hands on my waist. He still had his pants on, but I could feel his bare chest against my skin. His lips were on my neck, his teeth biting at me gently.“You are lovely,” he rasped into my ear and I groaned when his tongue probed it. “I can’t. "He looks like my Henry, she said. "My husband." Henry's a cyclist?" Yeah, he was pretty serious about it once..." She turned her head to watch the cyclist as they passed by. "He'd go out every Saturday with a group of people and they'd ride a hundred miles or so." Jesus, he must be in great shape." Yeah," she said dryly. "Bicycles bore the hell out of me, to tell you the truth. Always breaking down, and when they're not broken, you've got to fiddle with them to keep them tuned just right. The.