She was dressed in just the same way ashe was ? only in black. And her heavy breasts were not contained in theslightest by her corset, but spilled out... invitingly.Plus there was one other crucial difference. He wasn't wearing a giganticstrapon dildo.He kept his face as composed and expressionless as he could. But he couldnot help staring at the huge black dong jutting from her groin. The nunsmiled as she saw the direction of his gaze, and the way his eyes nearlycrossed as she positioned herself. . not fat, just a big guy. Anyway, we hit hard enough to knock me down and his fast hands around my waist saved me from hitting the floor. He pulled me close and said, "Smells good." It's just spaghetti and French buns Daddy." Oh yeah, the food too."I wrinkled my nose at him and it suddenly dawned on me that he meant that I smelled good. He had never said anything like that to me and I wasn't sure what he meant. "I don't wear any perfume." I know, but you still smell good." Oh," was all I could. This was a world of complete winners and losers. Recovering, Tavia’s eyes fluttered open. She felt fully relaxed. In a little while, perhaps she would use Zena once more. Then, surely, she would be absolutely slaked. Mmmmm... surely. The figures of Karena, Leo and Miralda came into focus. They were in the centre of the room. Leo was seated on a couch, thighs wide. Karena was sucking him. Miralda stood behind the girl, constantly sawing a willow rod across Karena’s bottom and, from time to time,. I knew that the only thing separating her sweet cunt lips from his ever buldging hard on was a tiny little triangle of satin. But now he was pulling her skimpy g-string over to the side, fully uncovering her pussy. He was now able to take advantage by putting his fingers inside her most private of places. It was too much for her to hold back anymore and she gave into his sexual advances. She threw back her head and let him French kiss her while fingering her now very wet pussy lips. I could she.