She is ready for another orgasm and she slides cock out and rubs the entire length of his body, pushing him back down on the sawhorse. She teases her... clit and puss with his body, rubbing and writhing on him, her hips undulating and mashing him down tight onto that leather sawhorse. She cant stand it any longer and she wiggles her final short hard wiggles on him. Moaning over and over. Body trembling and shaking.Maiden is beat, its been a long day, she strips off the remaining clothes and cock. “But I wasn't always this way. Shaasta there turned me on to...this...activity. It happened during one of our adventures several months ago.” “Oh she did, did she?” Frelic fingered them harder, causing them to squirm even more. Hansen's cock was pulsing in time with the thrusts inside of him, and he whined as he fought to keep from spilling his seed all over the floor. Seeing how he was near bursting, Lilieblume slid a bucket beneath the Furling, just in case. “Yes,” Shaasta hissed. I got in about ten strokes before the bell chimed again, and I moved to my right. And there was Anne, Bret's wife. Small and blonde, with apple-sized breasts and a butterfly tattoo under her navel. She had an impressively tight cunt, into which I put another dozen strokes or so in the time we had, as she memorized my dick's length, girth, and tempo.And so we went, around the room. A lithe Latina with breasts that hung limp and low on her chest, and older white woman with gray pubic hair, an. , on a moonless dark night. My wife and I were visiting from out of town and the gathering was in celebration of our visit.I left her daughter's home, i.e., my sister-in-law's daughter, with a nice wine buzz, resuming my passenger side second seat just as on the ride over. Then my wife sat beside me and we mutually left a thigh air gap that was of a piece with our decade of sexless marriage that brought us to the eve of 45 years. But now it was her sister, Pamela who scooted into the middle for.