“Yes, yes, you're a filthy dyke-cunt!” I hissed. “You're just a nasty bitch! You love my cunt! You're digging that tongue through my folds! Ooh,...yes, yes! Just fuck that tongue into my snatch. Flutter it around in me. Ooh, like that.”I shuddered. My asscheeks squeezed as the pleasure flowed through me. Her tongue brushed my clit. Sparks flew. My breasts bounced in my blouse. My fingers gripped her hair. I pulled her mouth tight against me.“Mmm, you just love my cunt, don't you!” I. Sharron was unable to scream as her body continued its uncontrollable spasm’s. Taking the pounding of her life while riding through her orgasm she surrendered herself to her husband’s forceful pounding. Saliva escaped her open mouth and stands reached to the bench top she was on. When she heard Jenny grunting and groaning she force her head up and was so aroused at the sight that she lost total control of her entire body and she thought she might shit herself. She was now her husband’s sex meat. A few minutes later our door opened and there was Alisha, she came up to me smiling, and put her hand on my cock through my shorts, God I was hard. I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her neck, she moved round so I kissed her lips and in a matter of minutes we were snogging. Directing her into the lounge, we broke apart and I sat her on the settee.We carried on kissing for what seemed like an age, as I moved my hands onto her tits she sighed, no-one had ever touched her before, she was. She inhaled deeply through her nose, taking in the flavours of Karen's hair, perfume, and makeup. The bouquet of femininity lighted her senses like an accelerant, and she felt the warmth collecting between her legs. She ached to feel Karen Brink's mouth and tongue licking it out of her, and send her home to hubby, making her look into his eyes knowing she'd tasted another woman's cunt. The kiss grew fiery and passionate. Karen wanted only to satiate the young company princess, preferably.