The woman on the couch fluttered her eyelids and turned her head in the direction of his voice. "Yes, Father?" What would you like to do this afternoo...n, darling?"Denise looked towards Karen and questioned, "What do you mean, Father?"Sensing the resistance, Prinz smiled and told her, "Your mother knows, Denise... it's all right, she doesn't mind."The woman looked at Karen with a puzzled expression on her face and she asked, "You... you don't mind, Mommy?"Karen looked at Prinz, who smiled and. I told them I was sorry, I didn’t know what came over me. Both hugged me, kissed me and assured that they enjoyed very much and in fact, liked being treated sluts. It was a novelty.Sumati told me smiling “When you are a student, we are teachers, you respect us. When you are fucking us, we are your sluts. Don’t make a mistake of mixing up”. I assured them I will not.“Whoever taught you, give them our thanks. It was excellent” Rupa was glowing. I assured them that I will.Then Sumati asked me. ‘She must really have wanted it!’ he thought to himself, noting that her pussy had been soaking wet when he entered it. She must have creamed her panties right there on the couch! He slammed into his wife, fucking her madly, while she moaned quietly. Finally, it was too much. Arching his back, he thrust his cock into her as deep as he could; grunting loudly, his cock sprayed her pussy with his hot cum.Richard collapsed on his wife’s back, breathing heavily, and moved slightly to one side,. ’ Amy whispered.‘I come in here a lot. It always makes me feel erotic, especially when it’s full of men, and they’re all watching me through the stream. I can feel their eyes on my body, and I have to take a cold shower to calm myself afterwards.’ The girl confessed.Amy felt the throbbing in her clit return.‘I like to come here late at night, and sometimes I take my bathers off and imagine them watching me, as I touch myself. That’s why I’m here tonight, and I was waiting to be alone, but it.