Her thick hips so wet and shiny. Her face tilted up at me, patiently waiting. She rubs at her wrists subconsciously, flexing them. They had been duct ...aped tightly, bruised and raw. I watch as the bruises are disappearing before my eyes. My tongue does the same. I had bit it when I was feverishly feeding on her, our blood mixing. It’s healed now. I glance higher up her body. She still wears a ripped open beige camisole, soaked dark and stuck to her skin, her plump breasts hanging out freely. I. He kept hammering away almost mercilessly and finally she started raking his back with her nails and bucking violently. Suddenly he plunged as deep as he could go and then started shooting his sperm copiously into her womb. They both literally went mad with ecstasy enjoying the most delightful orgasm in unison. After a long pause while both came back to earth, he rolled off .He slept the night with her, copulating again in the early hours of the morning and crept back to his room just before. I found her tiny black thong as my hands went underneath her tight skirt. The guy made her turn around and he grabbed her nice tits in his hands, pinching her hardened nipples across the thin material of her blouse.I knelt in front of Helena and lifted her skirt, pulling aside the tiny thong and beginning to lick her wet pussy lips. As I licked on her swollen clit; Helena moaned louder and begged him to fuck her right now. The mechanic said she would find a very comfortable couch at the back. My face got closer to hers as Laura cupped her breasts from the back. As my fingers slipped into her wet little pussy our lips met. Ashlie was sandwiched between me and Laura. My boobs were squashed into her boobs and Laura was fondling her all over as we kissed. Her pussy was so wet and her meagre protest quickly dissolved into complete submission. She moaned gently as my fingers went deeper and our kiss became more and more passionate. We came up for air, but Ashlie turned her head and Laura.