One night I came home and she was on the couch and I could tell she had been crying and asked what was wrong. "My boyfriend dumped me!" as she choked ...back tears. I knew this was one of her first loves and she was taking it hard. I sat down beside her and held her as she cried on my shoulder. Melanie smelled so good, like flowers and she was in need of comforting, but as much as I would love to fuck her, I knew this was very unlikely but hey, it was a great fantasy to stroke my dick too!As. You may fail to have fun, but my husband and I aren’t going to miss out on our prey.I shoved the entire length of his big cock in my mouth and then began to move my lips on it. After coating it with my spit, I began to spread it evenly and slurped hard on the head to give him a pleasurable moment.While I was enjoying the taste of his cock, the bastard had found a comfortable position from where he was stimulating my pussy. He first pulled the thong on one side and revealed my clean shaved. She felt kind of a duty to remain clear headed, but when Abby walked towards her, tits swaying, she shifted in her seat. Her pussy was soaked.Abby leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I think I could do that for you," to Mrs. Peterson. The woman slightly spread her thighs and Abby gladly laid between them, pressing her face against her pussy. She was humming on her clit, running her tongue over it, while she fingerfucked the woman. Mrs. Peterson hadn't had her pussy eaten by a female, ever,. Realising what I was doing I pulled out and began rambling some sort of apology when I heard a snigger. I wondered how long it would take you to realise it was not me, you dirty boy! said my wife who some how appeared a top of the bedroom stairs. She was sat down her back against the wall naked, leg spread with fingers deep inside her, her hand never missing a beat even as she talks to me. Dont stop fucking her cant leave her high and dry now. Fuck her how you fuck me. Show her what iv been.