He could hear the squishing noises and he could almost smell her scent. He was so close... this was too much! As she read and fingered her dripping pu...ssy, she shifted in her seat to get a better angle at her hole. Tony was barely breathing as he watched Rosie. His cock was so hard it was straining against his slacks, throbbing with lust as he waited to see what she would do next. His eyes moved to her lap, craning his neck to see her fingers parting what he was sure was the most beautiful pussy. Which sound was sweeter, a breath that had been stolen, or the one that was wedged sideways in her throat? You know the kind. It's the one where she sucks in her breath, making that little inbound squeal and it lodges there in her throat, unable to come out. What a sweet sound. It was hard to decide which one was the sweetest.The echoes of her broken efforts to breathe rang in Catherine's head like she was still with Karen. The bed still smelled of their sex. Catherine continued to replay the. By the timehe was putting the meal on the table his legs were really startingto hurt. He was also feeling the girdle she had put on him. He toldthem the meal was on the table. As they were eating Carol said, "Elizabeth, from now on you areresponsible for keeping the house clean, doing the cooking, groceryshopping, the laundry, and all the things I used to do that younever seemed to appreciate. Do you understand?" He nodded that he understood. Carol saw a quizzical look on hisface and told. My tongue moves from your ass, up the length of your pussy flicking at your clit, moving back to plunge into your wet hole. Your hands press me head hard into, begging me, to have my tongue penetrate your pussy. Pushing deeper and harder with my tongue, sucking your juices into my mouth. My tongue thrusts itself in and out of your pussy, flicking at your clit as I push it deep into your pussy. My hands reach under you and pull you closer to me, feeling your orgasm building to its climax, I lick.