I sat back, now mesmerised.Cee took her time probably because of nerves, of suddenly realising where she was and what she was about to do. She stood b...ehind Shy as I had done minutes before. I could see the swing of her now naked breasts beneath her blouse – they were similar in size to my wife’s, perhaps heavier, more pendulous, but beautifully so. I’d fantasised about them before when she wore her bikini, now they were real and visible.“What if she wakes up?” she whispered.“She won’t. We’ll. Booming with ecstasy, his head twitched triumphantly as the final squirts of spunk sprayed into me. After lifting onto his knees he grasped both my legs, maintaining his knob inside me. Every few seconds he would again poke me, and as I groaned, he grunted his approval. After pulling his cock out of me, Ulf now inserted his thumb and began stimulating my prostate. When he began tugging my cock my balls tightened. Ulf’s mouth then closed in on my knob, causing me to shoot biggest and most. Minn was pushing down more, in perfect rhythm with her dad. It was an absolutely perfect, stunning, exciting, erotic fuck. He finally felt her buns spread just above his pubic bone. She was still tight and he didn't run into anything so far. His dick was in a world of its own. He was pressing almost fully in now, not trying to pound home. Her pussy lips were being pushed out and flattened by the base of his shaft, a large area of skin hitting a large area of her skin. He could do this for. I would go over to a friends house and we would sneak up to his old man's closet and look at the old man's stash of porn. This was back in the days of no computers and we had to look at magazines. His dad would have the latest issue of Playboy, Penthouse, Oui, and even a few Hustler. We would look at those then dream about seeing real pussy. Where was four of us and we would spend the night at each others house. We would all try to get beaver shots of each other moms. For some reason, my mom.