.. it’s too much...” but then Midnight would jump again and she would give a loud, “Aaaaahhhhh,” as another small orgasm tore through her.Fina...lly, when Nicole was swaying back and forth in the saddle, Mistress Joan lowered the whip and began calling out softly, “Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.”Annabelle walked out to join Mistress Joan as Midnight finally came to a stop. Nicole was wobbling in the saddle and probably would have fallen off if she was not so firmly held and impaled.“Make sure you wipe him down. It looked to me that he was undressing my wife with his hungry eyes…After having a delicious Italian meal for dinner; we both went to a couple bars there in the middle of the small town.My sexy Ana was feeling a bit fuzzy after so many drinks; but she managed to dance with several young guys who invited her.Her long, tanned legs were a great attraction with her short dress and her nice hardened nipples, visible through the material. As I watched Anita grinding her body against some guys’. I exchanged a brief glance with my friend and she nodded almost imperceptibly. After spending the day in a hypersexualised state, we were actually ready to escalate this to another level.I placed my hand just below the small of the flatmate’s back. The crease of her butt could clearly be felt through the thin cotton of the T-shirt. I felt her tense up slightly as she stepped back off the railing and faced the two of us.The look on her face was one of nervousness and uncertainty again now that. I was standing there naked with warm sperm all over me. As I swallowed some I had the salty taste on my mouth. He looked at me and laughed, “you are such a faggot” he said, “look at you”. At first I didn’t got what he was talking about, actually I got the faggot thing but I didn’t understand the laugh. Then I saw that he was pointing my cock which was hard. I was still on my knees when he told me to finger myself. He grabbed my head hard and asked it again. I split my hand to liquid my ass and.