Lows. Bass. Treble. Rhythms harder than a hammer. Sharper than a knife. Like the knives cutting into her soul. Chemical Heaven. Kirsten pushed herself... against Paul again, his own top thrown aside, pressing her hot hard breasts against his hot hard smooth chest, his pierced nipple occasionally slapping against her hot hard nipple. They shimmied and swirled and pirouetted and glided. Flesh against flesh. And Kirsten’s hand on his hard cock under his shorts. So long. So thick. And such a good. . fucking amazing!.With Kat sucking new life back into my cock and the man cock dildo pushed up my butt, Kandy moved up to the top of the lounger. Pulling her panties to the side of her pussy lips she raised her leg and straddled my face giving my tongue a glorious taste of my second sweet juicy pussy for the day. Kandy’s knickers were getting in my way and preventing me from having a good go at devouring her cunt so I reached for the waist band of her panties and literally tore them off her. Circled with a cube of ice. The sensation of being surrounded by the summer heat contrasted against the cold of the ice against your flesh pushes a moan up out of your body and wet from between your thighs. The river of ice water trails over the landscape of your beautiful body and pools around your belly button as I run my tongue down to meet it. My cold fingers move to your red hot lips and push them apart, exposing your clit to the heat of the room and instantly cooling it down with my. He knelt behind her and stuck his cock deep inside while trying to hold on to her hips, which were covered with chocolate and whipped cream.As their fucking made loud smacking noises, Kevin climbed on to the kitchen counter and laid on his back. I took a can of whipped cream and sprayed enough to cover his chest and stomach. Then I covered my own and turned myself around until we settled in a 69 that looked like a whipped cream sandwich. Jeremy was on his back on another part of the kitchen.