" Lora opened her purse and took out a small black case. "So you probably have no idea how often she came downstairs after you were asleep and watched... the same movies you'd watched before you came upstairs and fucked her?" "Bullshit." "And she'd masturbate right there in your chair, sweating and oozing onto your chair. The same chair you'd been jerking off in, getting yourself ready to come up and visit her.?" "Bullshit." "But, you aren't sure, are you? I can hear it in your voice." John. She stared to pull out and lick between my butt chicks, then using her right index finger she penetrates my anus, which was so lubricated from her Silvia.I squeezed her finger, she fingered me softly then inserted another finger and third finger. She began twisting her three fingers inside my asshole giving my prostate very well nice massage. She bent over and softly bite my butt chicks while twisting her fingers inside me. After almost an hour in that massage treatment, I said, “Enough. The swish of one hand disturbs the air a split second before it lands with a satisfying slap. I'm in no mood to hold back and the warmth that spreads through her bottom beneath my handprint reflects that. She cries out against the pillow as the heat dissipates and I soothe her globe.I barely give her time to recover before the next spank tears into her. Same place; the succulent lower half, just above her thigh, flesh distorting, bouncing then settling. I can almost sense the heat rippling,. "Sweetie," my wife addressed me, "we need more towels. There is a stack in the upstairs bathroom. Do you mind?" I'm on it!" I said, and went to get them. The upstairs bathroom door wasn't closed, so I walked on in. Pow! There was Brittany in a skimpy, pink string-bikini, with matching pink hoop earrings, struggling to put some sunblock on her back.We locked eyes as we startled each other, both of us just standing there. "Uh, do you need some help?" I didn't wait for an answer. This girl was too.