Because of her over exposing, I started to take her bra from her bathroom which used to be outside her house behind the stairs during the night times ...nd smell it and jerk thinking of fucking her… Coming to the main story, she started introducing her friends to me (her friends who are also bit sexy used to come to her place regularly as she used to stitch blouses and dresses for ladies. She always asked me to come to her home after 08.00 to teach tuition for her kids bt I came to know later. As Brenda rode my stiffness she was holding a fistful of hair forcing me to take more of her tit in my mouth, I was breathing through my nose, this woman had some amazing vaginal muscles. Chris was on his knees again behind his wife, licking the crack of her ass, then I felt his hand on my balls a little freaked I jumped a little. “Would you like me to stop Tim?” Chris asked “N no it is ok, just never done anything like this before” I. He had rarely been this frustrated in himself. Sucking in an irritated breath was a bad idea, Brianne’s scent flooded his senses, sending another surge of passion through his body. She smelled like fresh baked bread and honey with a smidgeon of wildflowers on the breeze. Alexander couldn’t help himself as he planted a kiss on her neck. Her head rolled slightly to the side, baring her neck to him. He could tell she was in that dreamy state right before waking when your body is oversensitive to. Placing his hand on my chin he proceeded to slap my face several times more "No it's not" he said again. By now I figured he wanted something a little more dirtier and, "Whore" I said mildly. Again he slapped my face hard sending me off balance a bit "It's whore" I cried out louder this time in desperation. For a second he looked at me, "What are you?" he now asked "I'm a whore" I replied and again it cost me a slap "What are you?" he again asked "I'm your whore" I now said and waited for the.