Rohan was wild and rough now. My boobs were red by his pinching. They were paining but I was enjoying this pain.I could feel his orgasm building. He w...as pounding my ass with full speed. His bedroom was full of loud thumping noises and our moans.“Rohan I want you to cum over me”, I said panting between the moans. He flipped me over my back and smilingly said, “You are a slut, aren’t you?”. He removed the condom and placed my hand over his dick asking me for a handjob. But I had something more. Her vagina was open and oozing liquid that ran down past her dark coral-colored asshole to the bedding. Nothing matched the aroma of a woman in heat, and Laura was no exception. It enveloped me and erased everything else from my mind. Flattening my tongue, I ran it upward from asshole to clit, stopping to stab her vagina. She tensed and writhed as my lips wrapped around her clit and I fucked her with my tongue. I felt hands on my head as she pulled me into her and bucked her orgasm against my. He lathered his chest and beganto clear what had been his mark of masculinity since he was seventeen.Stroke by stroke it vanished as if something fundamental was beingstripped away.Behind him Dorothy carried out a similar process on his back. There wasfar less hair, before she instructed him to hold up first his left thenhis right arm as she shaved his armpits bare. His arms were next, andafter wiping him down and drying off with a fresh fluffy towel he stoodin front of her feeling more naked. She was vivacious, lively, had a smile which lit everything up and she had never remarried. It didn't appear to be for want of suitor's - there wasn't a string of men or even a queue to the door. In fact she didn't go out a great deal, but if she did go there was always a handsome man. They just didn't last more than a few months before she tired of them.We have a tradition round here that certain neighbours have always had little drinks parties at different times of the year. These are the.