”Mandy was begging to cum. Pleading us. To relive her, Miranda and Oni would give a few strokes. After 3 hours. They banged Mandy till she exploded ...in a massive orgasm. Just before she came she said “Where is the cum going to go! I am to full! AHH” She came so hard that she shot the dildo out of her pussy. Unleashing a torrent of nice cum. I dashed to get as much as I could. But I did not get much.-So we all liked our little game? I started.-Wow…I hated the wait, but it was worth the suffering!. As a matter of fact, I am repulsed by a boob job. I like everything natural, the food I eat, your smell, the taste of your snatch and your boobs just like they are." I've never heard a guy say something like that. What is it that repulses you about fake boobs?" she said as I steadily stroked her."I think that fake boobs do me the same way that a comb-over affects most women." Yuck!" She shrugged and I could feel it on my cock."So would I still have my cock buried to the base in your snatch if I. She didn’t lick or suck past the head of his penis for a few minutes. She wanted to build up the tension… to build up the pleasure. She did everything to him that she could. From long, slow strokes of her tongue, to fast, wet sucks, all of which made him moan louder and louder. But now, she couldn’t resist. She wanted to feel his penis fill her mouth, to feel him throbbing inside of her.She grabbed his waist, and once more, she pushed her lips down, still keeping them as tight as possible,. Dad loved sports though and someday he wanted to get a real one. We didn't live in a mansion and we didn't have a lot of servants or maids or anything. Mom liked to take care of the cooking and some of the cleaning. We had a service that sent someone around for a few hours everyday, you know, just to dust and vacuum and all that. We had another service to take care of the swimming pool and someone else did the gardening.We were pretty normal, except now we had Tiffany. Normal, average people.