“Well, wife,” I said, grinning at her as I stroked her thighs. “How does it feel to be bred by our husband.” “Wicked,” Ava said and giggled. “Makes me feel like a woman.” “Mmm, a yummy woman,” I moaned and leaned forward, my heavy tits dangling before me. I inhaled, breathing in her fresh musk mixed with that salty, delicious flavor of my husband's cum. “If I'm yummy,” Ava purred, “then you should eat me all up.” “Definitely,” Sven said, my husband's hand grabbing my hips. “Just gobble her all up and make her explode.” My breasts pressed into the floor, my pierced nipples throbbing against the polished surface. I nuzzled my face into Ava's wet bush, her silky strands brushing my cheeks, coating me in her cream and his spunk. My tongue flicked out, brushing through her labia, caressing her silky folds and gathering up that salty cum seasoned with her fresh juices. Ava let out a low, throaty moan. Her back arched, her hands grasping fetish those small, firm tits of hers. Whimpering, she undulated her hips, rubbing her hot flesh against my face, those ticklish hairs made me shiver. My tongue fluttered again and again, lapping up the spunk and the delicious flavor of her cream. It was delicious. Sven groped my butt-cheek as I feasted, making Ava gasp and shudder. Her fingers pinched her dusky nipples, tugging on them. She pinched them, her thighs squeezing around my face as she shivered. “Love watching you feast,” Sven brunette groaned, kneading my butt-cheek, spreading them apart over and over. I shivered, my pussy growing hotter and hotter, my wings fluttering. “Mmm, does it excite you?” Ava asked, blue eyes smoky. “Maybe,” Sven said, his voice sounding playful. “Does it make you hard?” the princess asked while my tongue probed into her depths. I searched through her hole, fluttering inside of her juicy cunt and scooping out our husband's cum. “Huh, Sven?” I instinctively spread my knees enough to give him access. I was watching to see if the new guy would be online, and after a while he showed up. Stud and fetish Madison wrestled and twisted around the seat as he pulled her panties off. It wouldnt take long to set up a quick session. Maria looked straight ahead, fighting back tears. I push my skirt back a little and you feel my cotton panties. But I told her she would have great time and meet a lot brunette new friends.
Like it was playing swing ball with her tonsils. "Oh yeah. That feels good." Toby grunted. "Do you like it when I fuck your face?" He asked. Rachel didn't. The force of his pounding was hurting her and she was struggling to breathe again with his cock filling her mouth. Her body was just not getting enough oxygen. First his arse, now his cock, had denied her precious air. Mercifully Toby stopped. brunette "Good. Now you've made my cock nice and soapy and cleaned my arse so nicely. Maybe I should return the favour." Toby said as he pulled away. And before Rachel could react he had picked her fetish up, spun her round and pushed her head into the ground with one hand, whilst keeping her hips raised with the other. She read the message. Kelly's throat was constricting in an effort to push him out, but she knew it probably only made it feel even better for him. I've said it before, pff, who hasn't? "What do you think?" she asked. Matt came to me, grabbed me by the thighs and buried his face between my ass cheeks. I felt bad about cheating on her, but it was so much fun. So, we added some bubble bath and as the frothy mixture raised in the tub, she took off her nightgown and climbed in to the water brunette turning her back to me so that I could see her anus and pussy as she leaned over and entered the water. He was not here fetish to get his rocks off! End of chapter 4. Please comment and vote. They felt the soft thick carpet beneath their feet. He was always setting Trish on his lap, or giving her horsey-rides on his leg, or tickling her all over her body. If you don’t want those videos spread around, here’s what you’re going to do.”
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