Frank was happy to suck on me. When I got him into a deep throatrythym, Miss Trush put her finger into his bottom. He stopped andmoaned. She moved the...finger around. He pushed back against her finger.She told him to continue sucking. He started again. Miss Trush put asecond finger inside. He moaned, even though my cock was embedded deepinto his throat. He moved back against her with each back-thrust to getair from the throat fucking I was giving him. She put a third finger inand began to twist. .. it feels warmer... between my legs... on my... my..." Pussy, baby... Say it... Tell daddy how your little pussy feels..."Me, twitching and grinding myself onto his pubic bone, feeling the bulge in his boxers nestled against my ass, the speakers relaying his buddies' grunts and groans as they watched their friend toy with his little girl."My... my little pussy... it feels warm and throbby, daddy..."Not taking his mouth off me, he gripped my sides, flipping me over and laying me on the bed and. When I finished putting away my portion of the score I noticed I could see Bridgette’s reflection in the screen: She was standing behind the door way topless with one hand on her tits and the other down the front of her pants. Cove finished preparing the tool, set it down to cool; got up and started making for the kitchen. He must have caught her by surprise because he jerked his head over and snapped it right back again. When he got into the kitchen he looked over at me with a big ol’ shit. " I was wearing only a pair of cut off shorts, and my penis was rock-hard under them. "Show me the cock that worked me over," she said. I pulled my shorts down, and as my erection popped into the air, she said, "Mmmm...that looks like it's ready for more tampering." She put her hand under her robe and began rubbing herself, and said, "Tell me how fucking hot I looked in my slips." I went into detail about how the black slip fit her snugly and how the fabric felt against her skin. I continued by.