Collapsing in a heap at the blonde’s feet. “My turn, you little whore.” Amanda commands. Pushing against one of the redhead’s tits with her re...d, high heel pump. Cynthia shivers, strangely excited by being called a whore. Later, Cynthia hears Robert come home. She lays on her back on the bed. Totally nude. Amanda sits on her face and grinds. Slapping the redhead’s big tits and pinching her sore nipples. Cynthia eagerly and obediently laps up the other girl’s pussy. Happy as the blonde comes. I also recorded lots of conversations between her and Cherie and from some of the things mentioned it would seem they first met over ten years ago, but only really got together about eight years back when her ‘wife’ ran off with another woman. Eight years… eight FUCKING years. And hypocritical me couldn’t really get mad at another woman stealing my wife. Another manand there would have been some competition / confrontation I guess. But I had learned at a young age you don’t hit women, and other. Jane leaned back in her seat, opened her briefcase and made herself as comfortable as possible. ‘You going to be on the television now?’ the driver asked. ‘No, but I will be next Sunday, on ‘The Nation Speaks,” she said and began to page through her notebook. Jane thought for a second and re-crossed her legs, flashing the driver, making his day. Uh, Uh, too long, too much flash. He nearly hit a pedestrian. Fortunately, she was wearing panties or the pedestrian would have been on his way to the. And again and again, she came hard and fast, like hitting a brick wall. While Reece kept stroking in and out, slowly picking up his pace. Until he curled over her, breathing hot and heavy in her ear as she rubbed her clit and she felt his cock throbbing. They kissed each her as best they could in the odd angle. Until Reece stood, his hands digging into her hips. “FUCK TASHA BABY, YOUR FUCKING HOT ASS IS SO GOOD!” He shouted not really caring who heard him at this point and slamming into her as.