I became sick of their daily masculine tortures and decided to taste their dicks.Myself: Masculine tortures? What exactly did they do to you?Vaani: To...ching their erect cock against my ass in the pantry while I reach out for the tea-bags from the upper shelf. Making me bend down and lift my belongings while they stared hungrily at my tits. Forcing me to use the gent’s toilet sometimes and record my activities there. It was my fault anyway; I shouldn’t have teased them into thinking that I am. “Very good, signore,” the waiter said and scurried off.“So, am I your side chick?” Heather asked.“’Goomer’? Bet he talks like that just for the tourists,” Cal said, looking around the diner.“Daddy,” she insisted.He rolled his eyes and sighed and cursed. “Baby…I don’t know.”“I want to know.”“You’ve got a boyfriend, don’t you?”She rolled her eyes. “Roger.”“Yeah, Roger. So, what does that make me?”“My side dick.”“Ha!” he let out.His mouth dropped open when he felt her bare foot between his legs. '"Oh, that's nice." She pushed back, pressing her ass against his cock. Watching him took my breath away, as I didn't know what would come next. He grabbed her hips and moved her. I was sure his cock moved between her legs and I imagined if I were her how it would feel to have his cock pressing against my clit. Renee rocked forward and backwards creating little waves. I knew she was masturbating on his cock, rubbing his thick shaft between her lips and over her clit.I had to see more and be a. The tightness when she would occasionally squeeze me with a motion of her thighs, made me only want to thrust into her deeper still. Gripping her at her waist, I rolled us over and spread her wide, using my weight to press her knees upward as I drove my cock up into her belly, I took control for a moment. Then, a pause, and pulling from her delicious little cunt, I rolled her over, grabbing one of the large, firm pillows under us and placied it under her middle. ‘Do you want this? Do you need.