What heaven it was to have blonde and brunette kisses and tongues twisting about his rock-hard eight inches! It was as though they sparred, with the f...ll intensity of heated battle, their tongues taking the place of blades and his rod and its cream their ultimate trophy.The girls were aroused too now by this cornucopia, the air fragrant with their musks. First, the goddess Queen, then her obedient slut, traced slippery, wet paths up and down his tingling shaft, coming together at the top to. To Sally’s young mind it was ok for her to spy on her parents because she was family, to her it didn’t seem right that Alice might look at them as well.After her parents swim Sally would lie in her bed and explore her developing young body as she tried to understand her feelings about their swimming. She knew that what she felt in her tummy was what girls were supposed to feel about boys, although not their father. What Sally couldn’t understand was why her mum had almost the same affect on. “If you know where to hide it, I know how to ride it.” Deepak slipped his swollen hose into her and began to fuck her doggie-style, just the way she’d said she loved it. It was like a blue film video. As I took pictures, they really went overboard. He was pounding feverishly into her, and she was screaming in pleasure.I finished off the last of my rolls of film and considered the aching state of my poor, neglected boner. “I hope you’re still hungry, Simran,” I said, putting the camera down. I. Now we were downstairs in the man cave, fresh Margs before us. I was enjoying my alcohol buzz and I really didn’t care if we played cards or not but since the women had united and breached the sanctuary of the man cave, we had to play at least few hands of some card game. Of course, poker it was. Our host kept refilling the pitcher of Margs that kept circling the table. The mood was boisterous and loud, laughter became contagious and uncontrollable as the group downed pitcher after pitcher.“One.