“You can press harder, you know.”“Tough girl, eh?” he teased. “You’re amazingly tense. It might takemore pressur...e to get you comfortable and relaxed. Willing to put upwith a little pain for best results?”Oriana flushed a bit and muttered in reply, “Sure, try me.”Obligingly his hands increased their therapeutic pressure, thumbsseeking out knots and tense areas. She sighed in thanks, and slippedonce more into appreciative silence and. He looked at me with shock on his face then back at my hubby and I looked at hubby with a scowl and he was just laughing, I thought the bloody sod taking advantage of me in a drunken state, I said probably not this gentleman has been nice too me not like that bastard over there. This just made hubby laugh even more and infuriate me even more so I lifted the front of my apron which Steve looked even more shocked by but didn’t reach out and feel which hubby enjoyed even more.Then hubby said. She thrust her tongue inside Dawns pussy so far, so fast now that she felt she couldn’t stop.Dawn tasted so good.Buffy could taste her warm wet pussy juices all over her lips now, and she pushed faster and harder, and deeper and deeper, up, up into her s*ster. Dawn was gasping now and was pulling her s*ster’s head into her.“Oh Buffy… push it in deeper, oh faster,” she kept moaning.Buffy worked her tongue expertly over and around, and in and out, faster and deeper with every thrust.Dawn was now. One full load and I was addicted to man-cum. One text and I was addicted to black cock. One evening and I loved being on my knees. One taste of black cock and I was no longer straight. I kept sucking his cock after he quit coming, wanting to retrieve every last drop of cum and not sure what I was supposed to do once his juicy creamy cock left my lips. What was the etiquette for what to say or do after your black donor had finished? I was pretty sure it wasn't soft caresses and languid pillow.