He soon had Anjali squirming and wiggling all over the couch. She held his head against her pussy and humped as she groaned and came for the first tim...e. Finally, she released the boy’s head. He pulled away, smiling and licking the juice from his lips. His face was slick and shiny with her cunt juice. I was ready to come in my pants. But I held on. I knew that there would be more. I didn’t know how right I was. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Anjali reached out and took Arif’s prick from his pants. Steadily. Stretching me. Making me gasp. Making me squirt a bit of pee. I just couldn't help myself. They noticed, of course. Both of them.At one point, Ken got up, moved back to Sophie. Sophie pulled out her balled fists, leaving my hole slack and gaping. I hardly felt Ken's beautiful cock slide inside me, but I knew. Oh how I knew. And I moaned. And I heard Sophie say to me "She's really loving this". Then she grabbed my hair and made me eat her pussy. God she was wet.I felt Ken grab me by. I separated her cheeks and saw the glisten of lubrication. She had already prepared herself for me there. I lowered myself and made contact.She seemed tighter somehow, and I felt pressure through the wall separating her lower intestine from the vagina. The mystery dildo was compressing her rectum against my penis. I slowly pressed into the yielding resistance, and slipped all the way inside. Relaxed, I let my full weight rest on her back and cheeks. Full insertion and full interlock.Her hand. A painting on the paneled wooden door showed a needle and thread, the symbol of a worker of clothing. Slipping in, he headed straight for the woman he deemed to be in charge. She was a slim woman, sporting a blue bonnet and a matching ankle-length dress. He supposed she was beautiful, but since Ann, he’d never looked at a woman that way. Gold-brown locks splayed in front of her eyes and Onyx couldn’t help but wonder how she saw with those things constantly in front of her face like that. He.