Catherine gave a little gasp. If this was a dream, it was sure as hell a realistic one! And a delightful one, as well, with all the pleasant promise o... being a wet dream, too.Despite her recent coming, Catherine's insatiable cunt began to heat up again. She shuddered. What the fuck was going on down there in her crotch? Still reluctant to break the magic spell, Catherine ground her ass and hips slowly about. Her lithe legs rippled and closed, and she frowned again when she discovered that those. She then helped Jon undress, both of us eager to see if his cock was bigger than mine.“We can see why you pose for magazines, very impressive,” Mirreille purred.At the same time I enjoyed having another naked and very well-hung man looking closely at my naked body, and my part-erection confirmed this.“Now leave us alone. Go and sit and watch. And enjoy,” Mirreille instructed.“She is all yours, Jon, enjoy while I watch.”There was no mention of me not talking and offering advice while I watched. ” So I’m sitting in the Xxxxx, where I can see the door. In walks Police Sergeant Bob, looking side to side, kind of anxiously, he sees me and comes over, “Sorry, I can’t stay”, he said. I flip open the menu on his side of the table. A 8x10 of Ashlynn being fuck up the ass, by Police Sergeant Bob, his baton shoved almost to its Side Handle, up into her cunt, a look on her face like she was in pain. I knew she was cumming, but, from that one photo, it sure as hell looked like ****, and good old. Again I probed my tongue into her gushing vag, forcing it deeper and deeper inside her. Caressing the inside wall of her pussy with my tongue. Her hand grabbed my hair and began to pull and push me as I eat her. Hard and harder she grabbed my hair as she moan more and more. My face was a wash with her juices, not a millimetre of it was dry. I laped down as much of her pussy neater as I could. Her legs flew over my shoulders locking me in place. Pushing my tongue deeper into her tasty pussy.