“Oh my God, you’re beyond horny and... you know I don’t know what you’re saying right?” I held Larissa’s big round belly firmly in my hand...s. Larissa flipped her jet black hair aside and looked back at me. She could barely breathe. Eventually she panted, “I was talking to myself... please keep going Peter, I need this so badly!” Then she planted her angel-like face back into a pillow. I gave her belly a good rub as I fucked her. She had definitely been serious about putting lotion all over, her. I gave her a hug and felt them press against my chest. "So what do you want to do?" she asked, smiling at me. "Oh just watch some tv," I laughed and brought her into my room.It was at least partially true. I flipped the tv on, which was playing a marathon of a certain show that I'll never forget or stop associating with her. We sat on the bed, playing around for a little bit, going back and forth between kissing and tickling each other. Finally I lifted off her shirt and took her bra off. It. "Victor immediately turned her way at the sound of her scream and froze in shock. His cock was sticking out of his pants' fly hole; he was still holding his engorged member; on his laptop, which was in full view and a full volume, four leather-clothed men were whipping a naked, bound girl's ass with a belt, a cat-o-nine-tails, a switch and a ping-pong paddle; his room reeked of cum; just behind his big sister there was a crowd of older girls still in their sexy cheerleader uniforms. This was. At the same time as Roger is slowly thrusting into me I am fantasising about blowing another man while my man is fucking me in this same position in around a months time in accordance with our loose understanding.“Lick my cunt, fuck my cunt, your tongue is magic, fuck my cunt,” Mary keeps repeating as I manage to slip a pillow under her arse.“My turn to do this to another man, a really hung one soon baby,” I manage to mutter as Roger increases the tempo of his thrusting as he slides and uses.