Cole began to set up a steady punishing pumping action positioning his throbbing tool in and out of the tortured asshole“Oh, no Cole!” Phoebe crie...d out.” Please take your penis out of my poor ass!” “Stop, Cole, it feels like you’re tearing my butt hole and that it’s bleeding, Phoebe whimpered and cried.Cole ignored the crying girls’ pleas as he hunched over her trembling red and purple ass. He reached around her, he grabbed a handful of breast flesh in each hand and squeezed hard. Cole rolled. ?Only probing fingers?would reach a bare wet opening before the tips had?realised they had already reached their intended spot. The wet thighs along the way instantly explainable, whilst the contrast between what?appears on the surface and what?simmers below remains to be explained.??I will?do my best to?explain?this, my being here, and this apparent contrast between what can be seen on the surface and what simmers below, as I go along if?I can but My Master could explain this better...it was. Her fella started to wank his own, big cock but she slapped him quite hard. It was clear that this was part of their sexual play and she bent over to suck his impressive head into her warm mouth. She wasn't really wanking Dave anymore but he didn't mind, it was a great turn on for him to watch her fellate her lover at such close quarters. She started to wank his shaft hard and fast while keeping it's end in her mouth. It was fairly obvious when he shot his load in her; her wanking movements. As the pain of the slap seared, David started crying again and Karey yankedhim by the arm to the salon sink area of the kitchen and threw him effortlesslyinto the chair in front of it. As she angrily washed his long hair, she stoodover him with the cigarette dangling from her mouth, with a three inch ashon the end. Karey finished washing the hair, wrapped it up in a towel and groundout the cigarette. She dried the hair a bit and then started working the foul-smelling perm solution in. Once it.