They arrived on the Friday night and C although not a beauty had a lovely cascade of reddy blonde hair and these beautiful tits I figured about a 34ff... and an imediate vision of John giving her a booby fuck and spurting spunk on her face and tits made me very moist indeed. After supper and a few bottles of wine C became a bit more chatty and that initial shyness disapeared. A few times John started to stroke her thigh but she pushed his hand away so maybe the shyness not quite disapeared. I went. Maine speed badhiye aur achank mujhe break marni padi.Uske boobs mere back per ragade to mera to usse wakt tun gaya.90 degree.Maine sorry kaha.To she said.Isme tumhari kya galti hai.Ye to log asse he chalate hai.Koi traffic sense nahi hai.Ab kya tha 15 min ke drive mai mene bar bar break mara.Ab mera lund pent se saaf dkh raha tha.Fir petrol pump aya humne .Bottle mai petrol bharaya.Aur fir se society ke taraf chal pade .Aur maine fir break marte marte aya.Maan kar raha the ke ye safar kabhi. " I nodded and turned her around towards the wall, to get a better look between her legs. There, I noticed the little slut didn't come unprepared: A nice, black plug was lodged firmly in her ass.I turned it, and began to move it inside her butt, which she visibly enjoyed. "Oh mistress, do you know how much I longed for that?" I didn't answer and instead worked her some more with the plug, then pulled it out and pushed it back in, over and over, until I could fuck her tight "latina ass" nicely. Her head came into view, peeking out from beneath the table, her tawny ears twitching. I shivered, glad I had her.And then her mouth nuzzled into my shaved pussy. I gave a whimper, my twin braids shifting behind me. Zanyia’s rough tongue, so different from a human’s, lapped through my folds. Her pale fingers stroked my thighs as she nuzzled into my snatch, drinking my juices like a cat at the milk saucer.“Oh, you naughty lamia,” I groaned, shifting on the chair, my eyes watching my brother. He.