Then she pulled the one hand away from her clit and held the other finger down low, in the pussy, as if she were trying to join the sphincter and puss...y as one. My wife seemed to lose control and her hips involuntarily thrust back and forth. “Say it, bitch. Say it or I will stop.” She said as she looked down at my wife’s face. “I want you to fuck me, you little whore. I want to squirt in your face and give my slut girl her drink. PLEASE!” Heather said in ragged breathes choked with lust.. "Junior, you said we have a windmill for power, I didn't see it, but it's obviously working. Where is it at?" Shelley asked as she went to get Junior a drink. When she came back with a cold beer he raised his eyebrows. "It was in the fridge," she explained. "You didn't answer my question," she reminded him."Up there," Junior said, pointing at the ceiling, "It's on the cliff above the house. It catches more wind that way." Oh, does it power the stuff in the cave too?" Juanita asked. Junior shook. Month me mera cousion jo ki calcutta me rehta hai apni g/f ke saath bhaag kar ludhiana hamare ghar aa gaya uski g/f bala ki khoobsurat thi man karta tha ki kisi tarah bas chodne ko mil jaye 6-7 din baad calcutta se phone aaya ki ghar wapis aa jao sab shaadi ko raazi ho gaye hain mera cousion mujhe bhi saath chalne ko kehne laga ki agle mahine pooja hai chal dekh le mai bhi tyar ho gaya.Calcutta ki train me aksar bheed hi rehti hai is liye sirf 2 seat hi mil pai 1 pe mai aur dusre pe wo dono. We stretch her out on the bed and my husband kneels on the floor between her thighs. I part her pussy for him and pull back the hood of her clit so that her bud is completely exposed. He dives right in flicking it with his tongue and sucking it into his mouth. She couldn't hold back. She came so hard I thought she was going to black out. We let her recuperate while we undressed each other. I love to kiss him when his mouth is wet from another woman’s juices. It adds a new dimension to the kiss..