” She got up, crossed the cockpit, spread Tommy’s legs and sat down between them, leaning her bare torso against his. Tommy at first fumbled with ...what to do with his hands. I was sure that back at my uncle’s club, when he was dancing with Samantha, he had most likely had his hands between her legs, making intimate contact, just as I had, but now, for some reason, was afraid of making contact with so much bare skin. He settled for resting his hands, one atop the other, on Samantha’s midsection,. Victoria's hand stroked faster on my futa-dick. Pita rubbed my pussy with more pressure. Wendy's tongue caressed my spongy crown.“You're going to make her cum,” Victoria whispered. “Yes, yes, you are, Wendy.” Victoria nibbled on Wendy's ear.“Do it!” Pita moaned.“Yes!” I gasped, my ovaries tightening.My pussy convulsed as the cum rushed up to my cock. It spurted into Wendy's mouth while sending a powerful blast of rapture through my body. Wendy's eyes bulged. She ripped her head back, gasping. He then yanked it, along with her bra straps, off her shoulders and completely down; pulling her top and bra down below her breasts. Hellen’s D-cup nude breasts spilled out, exposing them to her father. She tried to push her top back up, but her father jerked it down even further, temporarily trapping her arms as he bent over and sucked on her nipples.“Dad! What are you doing? Have you gone nuts?” his daughter cried.“No. Just doing something I should have done a long time ago,” Aaron said.“Dad.. And working at a hotel there was ample opportunity to make it happen. After a year of working there my fantasy looked more and more like a reality.“ Hey T, what’s for lunch today bro? I’m thinking McDonalds “ Russell, a housekeeper strolling by the front desk asked me. He knew it was close to my hour lunch that I took everyday.If there was anyone there who I wanted more than the others, it was Russell. 6’4, 260 pounds, he was the perfect candidate to fuck my asshole until I felt paralyzed. I.