Damn I loved Bill’s cock. For the next half hour, I licked and played with it, although I did catch him looking at his watch. Who cares, my lips are... wrapped around a beautiful hard cock head. The next thing I know, my wife walks in from work early. She just stopped. Here I am on my knees in front of Bill, his cock like a flagpole. She doesn't say a word just walked thru and down the hall. That's when Bill grabs my head and slams his big cock down my throat, telling me he is going to fuck me. ‘Es you crafty little bitch!’ he had uttered under his breath. The grin on his face was with him for the rest of the day. Now it was the late night, early morning after their departure and Sydney used the time to escape his ever present protectors to push his physical limits. Lying in his bed and talking to everyone was nice and in some ways comforting. But his mind was never quiet as he roamed the realms and talked with the residents there. His body craved physical action but Xavier, Wendy, Jo. Seine Augen wanderten nervös an ihr runter, der Venushügel war haarlos, Fickfleisch stand schwarz eingebrannt auf ihrer Haut. Ihre inneren Schamlippen waren abnorm ausgeprägt, und prangten leicht aus den Äußeren hervor. Gold und silberfarbene Ringe zierten ihre verkommene Fotze und klirrten, während sie spielerisch ihren Finger drübergleiten ließ, um den Burschen zu animieren.Der Anblick der weit über fünfzig jährigen Puffmutter, trieb dem achtzehnjährigen Buschen die Röte bis in die. ‘Do you mind?’ She kissed him again. ‘Not at all,’ she replied. ‘I want you, too.’ She lifted her leg, locked it over his, then reached between them and gripped his cock. ‘Do you think, maybe, we can do it this way?’ Greg had an idea they were going to find out as Abby guided his engorged rod to her already-wet opening. Then he felt the soft, warm lips of her tunnel engulf the tip of his swollen shaft and, with a surge of his hips Greg slid his cock into her. Abby gasped as he plunged deep.