Before I knew it they were back at it again, passionately tongue wrestling. Their naked bodies made for a gorgeous sight. I watched on, stroking my co...ck as their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other. My wife was enjoying being kissed by Rachel. “I'm going to finish you off,” teased Rachel, as she dropped to her knees and ate Samantha out “You better make me cum quick and hard. Mark is going to be home soon,” Samantha moaned through clenched teeth. My heart rate quickened as I watched my wife. I had my suspicions why, my hand rubbing at my belly as I snuck through the hallway. My heart beat fast. I felt so wicked. I should be in class, but... It was all so boring. There were better things to be doing than sit in class. I had this itch in my pussy that I needed to scratch, and there was only one way to do that. My heart pumped hot blood through my veins.A teacher stepped out of a classroom. I put on a bright smile and nodded to the teacher, a woman in a bronze blouse. She gave me a. He pulled back, and the girls released their hold on Jen. She had gone fairly floppy; her eyes were rolling a little, and the top half of her body was bright red with post-orgasmic blushing. Her boobs were moving rapidly as her body tried to get the oxygen it needed; it looked and sounded like she’d just run a four-minute mile!She smiled weakly as Julie asked if she’d finally had enough.“Yeah, better stop there, thanks!”She tried to sit up, but failed. That was no surprise. Frankly, I was a. Miller. “What?” Mr. Miller reached down and pulled Duke off the bed smiling at Sheriff Owen. “I always wanted to double team the cunt but got no one I can trust. So which hole you want Matthew, cunt or ass?” Sheriff Owen stared down at me, moaning as he saw and felt my hot mouth working his cock. He shifted his hips back and forth and I moaned for him. I could see he was like I’d been the first time Mr. Miller had raped me, confused between what was right and what felt so good. I.