”She started counting even before pulling her underwear back down, leaving me no choice but to immediately shove my nose into her crack. I tried to ...block in front my brain, even as my tongue tasted the earthy puckering hole. At least she was clean. It wasn’t as bad I imagined, even if it contrasted sharply with licking a pussy. There was no give to her tight asshole, no easily accessible spot to focus on. I traced my tongue around the opening, not able to actually see, giving at first a. "I missed out because his son was a fucking douchebag!"I'll tell you what, Michael," he said when I didn't respond. "You do this for me, and if Davis won't throw to you at the championship game, I'll bench him this time."I stuck my hand out for him to shake. "Done!"Mrs. Marie was waiting for me at home."Where's Devon?" I asked."She's out shopping," Mrs. Marie bit out. "Probably for some more of those way-too-short dresses of hers."I liked those dresses!"My husband is staying late at the office. Her cunt felt like a throbbing mass of fire, and every nerve in her succulently curved flesh ached fiercely. Her swollen nipples tingled madly, begging to be sucked and gently bitten. But above all, she needed that throbbing, gigantic young prick rammed up her sucking pussy until she fainted with sheer satisfaction and joy.She'd waited so long, held off so stupidly, Anne Hawkins wondered if she'd ever get enough sucking and fucking to gratify her built-up urgency.Back in the living room, she. Emma was completely ignoring me. Probably due to the fact that she was high off coke most of the time. Tom, also using, was getting more violent and I didnt even have to do anything. It was just fun for him. One time, he and Emma were high, cuddling naked on the couch. I was carrying the laundry basket and got to the stairs when I got hit in the face with the remote. Clothes went flying everywhere as I dropped to the floor. Emma giggled as Tom pulled himself out of her and walked over to me. He.