She had on all white. But the basque she was wearing was to die for. She looked stunning in it. ‘She was very big busted and she had so much boob ou... on show. She told me to put the tray down before I dropped it. She then asked me what I thought. I must have had my tongue hanging out as well as having the biggest hardon I had ever had. ‘She told me to play and kiss her boobs which I didn’t need telling twice. So I had her enormous boobs in my mouth. I was kissing and biting her nipples and she. “I don’t like when I have to force you, get it?” said Kantabai.Radha was in shock. Her nostrils were in pain because of the forceful penetration. Her lips and chest were covered with her pussy juices and on top of that, her smell was intoxicating her. GOD, this smell is so different. It is so nice. But do I taste nice too? thought Radha.The smell of her pussy juices was making her horny and she could feel the juices running down her legs. She was definitely getting hotter by the minute and. It was probably pretty kinky of me (we all have our particular takes on our fetishes and what gets us off) - I got dressed in his clothes – the wrinkled, sweaty shirt he wore that day to work, his favourite pit-stained smelling tweed sport coat and crusty, crotch cum-stained, coarse-grained wool dress trousers. Commando. I just had to feel where his hot male balls had been all day and the friction of that tactile fabric riding against my cock made me half hard in the elevator as I rode down. While John idly fucked Missy, his hand went over to Gwen’s cunt. He started with two fingers as I watched over her shoulder and felt in the tightening of her ass on my cock. He quickly added a third and then fourth finger. I heard, “Oh, shit!” from beside me and saw that Missy had pushed three fingers in the woman’s cunt. The woman’s legs came up spreading wide to allow more access. She moaned as Missy stuck a finger in her ass. Gwen moaned as John got his entire hand in her cunt.Beside me, I.