” He would have won that bet, because the next thing that happened was a finger easing into the hole where nothing but her own finger had ever been ...inserted. She squealed in joy, and thrust her ass back to meet it, wanting to take it in even deeper, all the way until she felt his knuckles against the insides of her cheeks. ‘Ohhhh….why does it feel so goooodddd?’When Ravi moved the finger around Sangita’s ass squirmed in pleasure. It is like nothing else she had ever felt, and she wanted more,. By now all I wanted was to slide my cock into that soaking wet pussy and bury it to the hilt and by the glint in Belinda’s eye she needed the same I lifted her head up and kissed her deeply pulling her up onto me to allow me to slide my cock into her pussy.Belinda knew what was coming and positioned herself over me on the couch and ran her clit and pussy up and down my cock make it sopping wet and ready to slide into her she then thrust forward and slowly back catching the head of my cock on. “Neither of us likes dealing with the damn bloodworms glomming on to our fingers while we’re baiting the hook, so we said we’d take turns asking each other musical questions. First person to get an answer wrong had to bait the hook the next time.”“Oh God! You guys really ARE kids!” Isolde exclaimed. “So – go on. What was the question?”“I asked Terry what was the significance of July 17 th , knowing it is John Coltrane’s birthday, and this BOZO insists it’s the day he died.”“Well, George, I hate. “Fuck me!” I snarled. “Get that dick in me right now! Stop teasing me!”He smacked my ass. The stinging slap cracked through the gazebo. Birds stopped chirping and took flight. Pain melted through my ass to my pussy. My snatch clenched. Juices gushed down my thighs as I let out a wanton moan.“I'll fuck that pussy when I'm good and ready,” he growled. “I'm admiring that ass of yours. It's beautiful.”I thrust my rump out at him, my tits quivering in my bra. “Then do something about it,” I.