She was amazingly wet, her pussy lips hanging open a little, her hair matted and soft and curly. "Umm," she purred, curling her long black eyebrows in... a clamp. "I felt so dirty, honey. I touched myself every time, rolled my clit and fingered my pussy almost every time I took a bath." "What a fucking cunt," I told her, going for her asshole with two wet fingers. "Did you ever put things in your ass, whore?" "Noooo," she groaned, pushing against my hand with quick thrusts. "But you will from now. "Act like we're making out and he'll think we're just whispering sweet nothings to each other."But Daddy looked up from the phone. "Hey, you two," he corrected, "we're not going to be here long enough for any of that. Sorry." It's okay, Daddy," Kathy climbed back onto the couch, "we just got a little carried away." No problem," the busy man smiled, "if it wasn't almost time for dinner I'd be right there with you." That would be great, Daddy-Master," Christi cooed as she readjusted her bright. I bought a beat-up truck with half the money and had the rest in cash.My plan was to drive from my suburban foster home in Nevada to somewhere in California, preferably near L.A. With a single backpack containing my belongings, a road map, and the radio blaring, I headed out on my adventure.The trouble was my used car was not as reliable as the salesman lead me to believe. It broke down a short while after crossing state lines along a not-so-busy highway. The engine was smoking and, with no. As she sucked my wife’s tittle she gently fingered Sarah,s leaking snatch that oozed juices that soaked into the towel my wife had placed under her ample ass cheeks.. the scene was so erotic without thinking I extracted my rock hard cock and began to beat my meat at what was going on. The women now kissed and Fran straddled my wife,s face so she could slide her tongue into the lovely woman’s cunt to slurp her tight pussy. Then it was Frank turn to move down and feast on my wife,s juices fanny.