In the video, a girl sat back in a chair with her legs spread. A guy kneeled down in front of her and started to flick his tongue into her pussy. As h...is tongue touched her, Abby's hips raised up slightly against her hand.I got the hint, and didn't need to be told twice. I climbed onto the bed and rested myself between her knees. As she continued staring at the computer and fingering herself I took my hand and began caressing the inside of her thigh, quickly making my way to the top. Much like. He watched as he held her head and make her take his dick in and out of her mouth. Amber loved it also. She loved having this handsome black man’s big cock in her mouth, but she wanted more. She wanted to fuck him. She wanted him to fuck her. Wanted him to take her and have her as much as she wanted to have him. Her husband told her she could come out and do what, and who, she wanted with not strings attached. She intended to take full advantage of his offer. Amber was going to do it all. Amber. This isn't right. But something about it did feel perfectly right. I was hungry for more. “Well, well, what have we got here?” she asked playfully as she returned to me, tracing her finger along my small breasts, my stomach (she knew I was ticklish; I giggled), my hips, and finally, teasingly slowly, lifted off my shirt. I stared at her, taking in every last bit of detail, as I hadn't able to for the past few weeks: her golden locks, her freckled face, her soft brown eyes, the small, barely. David and I started whooping and hollering and I reached out to pinch her nipple. He saw this and tried to do the same but she shrieked and pulled away. We continued on home, with me trying to get her to flash people on the way. It didnt happen, but it kept the mood to an elevated sexual level. When we got back to our place, I cranked up the music and we all continued our party. I was ready as I couldnt drink too much earlier. Cindy had slumped down onto the couch and I could tell the drinks.