Next I was sleeping, and woke up to feel my legs parted and then felt sahibs pelvic area on my pussy as I felt stomach on my pussy area and his hhead ...on my boobs. I just closed my legs around him, grabbed his head on my boobs as he took one of my nipples in his mouth as I passed out again feeling him chew my nipple.This time he woke up before me (or maybe he did not sleep and played with my naked body) but he was still in the same position, my legs now open on each of his side as he was on me. "Sorry, my boyfriend left me a dirty message," she quickly covered.Chuckling, I continued rubbing my pecker through her hot and silky cooch, trying to find her hole. A soft, mewling sigh escaped her lips, her hips wriggling. The tip of my pecker finally found her tunnel, slipping in; her hand tightened on the pole as the other held her phone beneath her skirt, immortalizing my invisible cock pushing into her wonderfully wet, wonderfully tight depths. The aching pain in my pecker vanished; her. “If you are going to be any use to us at all, you need to lose the rest of those clothes, get hard, and stick that thing where it will do the most good!”I can take a hint.Belinda sucked in a huge lung full of air as Mr. Johnson breeched her heretofore virgin passage. I could feel the tension as she waited for it to hurt. My lovers rarely experienced anything resembling pain, unless that is their explicit desire, and Big Belinda was no exception. Her previous lesbian encounters must have never. It almost seemed like he was trying to get us tempted, always groping her breasts, taking her bra off, squeezing milk from them, sucking on them, making her taste her own milk. He was always telling us how good it was, sometimes it seemed like he was rubbing it in our faces that he could have her when he wanted, and we couldnt. I know mom didnt really like him doing that in front of us, but he liked showing off who was in charge, and she did eveything to keep him happy. I didnt understand.