He suspect what pill are, what kind of herb I make him take, but he can’t help himself. He like too much making cum on cloth while playing kissy-foo...t. He think maybe he can stop when he like, break up with me, but I don’t think possible. I think he play until end, until no get hard any more, until he my slave-girl. I have mother who mixes the herbs for pills. She make them stronger and more strong every week. She say in no time Alan make no more cums. Very soft then, gentle like girl. Already. Their clits flicked each other with each gliding thrust of her body, and the green woman held her husband’s hardening cock against her cheek as her moans turned to gasps. The second man mounted the bed and crawled beside the woman from the gold couple. He knelt beside her and guided her hand to his cock, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. She started jacking him off slowly while she sucked on her husband’s dick and let the stranger fuck her pussy. The third man knelt on her other side and. .?” Was the whisper of the reply from the lips of the man pinning her in place that had her shaking her head vigorously but not daring to open her mouth and let out those betraying words. A short rock of his hips brought a clear gasp from her; slight pain tainted with pleasure telling him what he wanted to know. He was teasing her hole into accepting him fully, his hips guiding that intruding length to massage her most sensitive areas with practiced strokes that were matched with his hips. She greedily slurped it all down her throat. Outside, Abigail came so hard she almost fell off of the lounger. The girls kissed, drunk off each other's lips. They kissed and caressed, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Satisfied and happy, they held one another tight as they continued to kiss sweetly. Inside, Kevin and Kendra composed themselves, moving to the living room to wait on the couch for the girls. Kendra grinned gleefully at Kevin. She liked the look of apprehension on his.