She moved her mouth from my wife's tit and began to kiss me. She was a tongue warrior and I thought she might like to use it on my wife's cunt. My han... was rubbing Nicole's ass and I would take my index finger and run it up her crack. She spread her legs and as I noticed my wife was ready to gush. I told Nicole I was going to push my wife back onto the couch and that I wanted her to lick her pussy and make her cum. She was more than happy to help. My wife sat back on the couch and spread her. ” Laura couldn’t find the words to continue.“UGH—UGH,” Jane grunted, as she allowed the head of the bedpost to invade her cunt, stretching it almost wide enough to pass a birthing child through.“WHOA ... UGH—FUCK!”“Jane, are you all right?” Laura cried out with an overly emotional concern.With her forehead covered with sweat from her efforts, Jane answered, “Fuck yeah ... I’m so ugh—ugh fuckin’ filled up now ... ohhhh—ohhhhhhh, cumming like you wouldn’t believe!”Marcie said, “We’d better help. ‘Oh Bridget, you startled me.’ His eyes flickered back and forth from me to the doorway Susanna had gone through. I suppressed a smile. Ah, young love. ‘Yusef, I would like to speak to you about engaging your services as a guard for a short period of time. I have something important that needs looking after.’ ‘Ah, yes, of course,’ he stammered. ‘Good. Would you come with me please? I want to show you what I have in mind.’ I struggled to keep a solemn expression on my face as he rose and. She got back into bed and we played the usual game of ‘would you rather’. It started off silly enough like; would you rather eat leftovers from ten years ago or kiss the ugliest guy you know in front of you parents. But the themes became more sexual. When I asked Emily; would you rather fuck an old man or lick another girls pussy, she took a moments hesitation before answering “the girl”. Then I knew I needed to ask her something that had been nagging me for a while. “Emily? Remember when you.