Shawn was in heaven as she slipped into her and Craig wasnt able to move. Shawn was really starting to work on fucking the shit out of her and she was... really looking like she was enjoying her first DP! Shawns strokes were fast and deep. I figured that Craigs pleasure was coming from Shawns dick massaging his each time he went in and out of her. Sharon took off her clothes and asked Roger to service her. She was sitting in a lounger. He went to her and started to work on her cunt. I knew he. As they put them on, Brian contacted the dispatch computer again. "Who's in command of this incident?" he asked."Battalion Chief 9 of DPHS," the computer told him. "She is still several kilometers away." Copy," Brian said, sliding his arms into the sleeves. "Battalion 9, this is EPD four-delta-five-nine." Go ahead, delta-five-nine," said the husky voice of the chief."We're on scene about a block out," he updated her. "It looks like a fully involved vehicle of some sort. Heavy smoke for four. There was even a stain on the sheets where his cum had oozed from her. Jackson’s pink penis grew in his dress slacks. She was playing with herself in her sleep and moaning, she was muttering things as well but Jackson couldn’t make any sense of it. He took out a thin 5 inches and began feverishly stroking. He quickly climaxed but was surprised that only a few tiny drops of cloudy fluid dribbled from his purple head. He crept off to sleep on the couch, sure that his beautiful wife was. My mouth closes around your pussy, letting my thick tongue explore your folds. You whimper as it grazes your slit, licking from the cheeks of your ass up to the part of your lips, then back down in long, lazy strokes. My tongue enters you, pushing open your lips, making you whimper and squirm. You raise one of your hands to your mouth, biting down on your thumb to stop your cries as my tongue rubs the walls of your sex, tightly grapping the remaining arm rest with the other hand. My tongue.