I inserted a soapy finger into her arse; I began finger fucking her arse whilst telling Karen "Use the shower head to wash the soap off your cunt"She ...did this whilst I was knelt before her; and as I finger fucked her arse, I leaned forward and began licking her cunt. I circled her clit flicking it with my tongue then plunging my tongue into her cunt my nose would rub against her clit, on and on I went noting the increase in pussy juice and her thrusting hips.I knew she was close to her orgasm,. The cheeks were spread wide enough if Jennifer sat down they would engulf his entire head with room for more.That’s exactly what Jennifer did: She collapsed and let her cheeks slap together with her husband’s head stuck inside. He couldn’t breathe. She rode him again and again. After a minute she left open a crack so her husband could hear her: “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SCREW YOUR SECRETARY!?”“Wha!-Honey I didn’t s-“But he couldn’t even finish that sentence. His wife pounded her butt onto his. He had also taken her camping nearby the lake, and shown her how to build a shelter, start a fire, and forage for food, even though he had brought food for them. She was totally fascinated with what he was showing her, and had shown him some things that she knew. They had gone out planning to stay only one night, but, had extended their stay through the 4th day, instead. Even then, the only reason they left for home was that Michael had to work the next day. Dave stated that Carol and Sharon. Emma wondered whether, in those times, Rosalind was a slut or a good time girl. She imagined all sorts of action that was openly given to the sailors of the time, for a little reward, of course. Rosalind’s open arms and legs, welcoming the men for some quick action as they shipwrecked themselves between her thighs. Emma wondered how many babies she had.Her attention suddenly transferred to Miss Melissa Owens the sweetshop keeper, as she flicked through a few more pages. Emma thought of Melissa.