Dirk had to press his lips together to staunch hiscries. But when the next stroke fell, he burst out with a high-pitchedcry. After that six there wa...s only the slightest of breaks before thelast ones were given. By the end Dirk was close to tears but managed tohold himself together. Even so, it was obvious from his red face and thepinpoints of perspiration on his brow that he was enduring blazing pain.They got up and switched positions. Mal dreaded what was to follow. Thehusbands were. Into my twat.“Mmm, sister-pussy!” Sam moaned. She squirmed on me. My little sister rubbed her face into my twat. She breathed in deeply. “Ooh, love that scent. That’s the scent of incest.”I bucked on the bed, my sensitive nipples rubbing into her belly while her amazing tongue darted through my pussy folds. Sam knew how to eat cunt. My little sister was such a naughty minx. She caressed my labia. She swirled around my clit.My hands grabbed her cute tush. I massaged her as her tongue fluttered. The reception for the AmChemTech staff was an entertaining affair. We made sure everyone had a room at the hotel to avoid any problems with alcohol. It turned out to be a good decision. The guys from Houston were a really loose bunch, and were a lot of fun to party with. We made sure everyone brought their wives or "significant others" to the soiree. The president, Tyler Hanneman, was pretty cool himself. Fairly young, maybe in his late forties, he was definitely a modern businessman. What he. I didn't care about whatevernoises I was making. Moans, squeaks, shouting whatever, I just wantedhim to keep going, to keep fucking me, and he did not disappoint.He held my legs tight to him and my butt up in the air just enough whilehe hammered my ass. I stared at his face while he fucked me. He wasdetermined, happy, fully in control, he was loving this as much as Iwas. He really didn't need to hold me with his hands, he could haveheld me there with his gaze. I started feeling the body.