I stroked his cock as I slipped my tongue into his ass. I was moving my face back and forth as my hand picked up the pace. I felt his balls tighten an...d I stopped. I got up and left him there as I slipped out our sliding glass door. I groaned as she left. I rolled off the bed and chased her outside onto the patio. She fell onto a lounger with her legs spread wide. I grabbed her legs and put them over my shoulders plunging head long into her wet pussy. The lounger crashed to the floor from one. It was so hot feeling the spunk splattered my insides. My cunt writhed around her dick. I milked her futa-cock. I worked out that spunk. She pumped it into my cunt. She filled me up. It was incredible to enjoy. I whimpered, my pussy writhing and spasming around her girl-dick. I hit the peak of my rapture as Chloe kept pumping my cunt full of that girl-spunk.“Ooh, Sasha, yes!” she moaned.“God, that's good,” I purred and licked up more of Kendall's tangy pussy juices. They were incredible. A. “This jacket came from Bond Street, this skirt came from Paris, blouse from Milan” and so it went. All the time Ron watching appreciatively and surprised at what a lithe body Zena had. Firm breasted, surprisingly large and very erect nipples, tucked in waste and even a fantastic, well rounded arse for a size ten. Her last item of clothes added even further to Ron’s turn on. “Crotchless panty hose, from Sydney.”“Leave those on, and your shoes, as well” Ron instructed. “They look fantastic. I. As if a switch had been thrown, I felt my body ache for an orgasm. My hand was halfway between my thighs before I remembered it wouldn't be enough. Fingers didn't do it anymore. I had a bad feeling that even a cock wouldn't be enough. What I needed, no, what I demanded was the crystal dildo.I moaned in frustration as I continued to drive. The heat built up inside me to unbearable levels. My thighs rubbed together in desperation. My nipples grew hard against my green dress as if trying to signal.