It was instinctive, natural, and quite understandable. Both women now knew more of my skills, though Sarah was already rather familiar with them. Even... so, she whimpered and begged for more as she felt me probing her simultaneously with Rachel. I grinned and leaned over to first let Rachel lick Sarah’s juices off my fingers and then vice versa. I wanted them to sample each other first before diving in all the way to the muff.“How does your mother taste, babe?” I asked Sarah.“Delicious!” my bride. The fact that her rectum was supplying its own cunt-like lubricant, thanks to Charisma's magic, was also incredibly exciting.Charisma's penises continued to jab at Tiffany's cunt and asshole, pumping inside the dual orifices as if they were pistons inside the two-cylinder internal combustion engine. Each thrust drove Tiffany forward on her elbows and knees, flattening her ass cheeks; each momentary withdrawal allowed her frame to lurch rearward again, jiggling her tits, and let her buttocks. He pulled his foreskin down tightly, and with his free hand began to tease and play with his cock’s bulbous red helmet. Andrea covered her mouth with her hand, trying to stifle any sound that might come out. Her mind reeled and she desperately wanted to runaway and hide. No mother should see her c***d masturbate, it was something that should be done in private.Yet, Andrea could not make herself move. To make matters worse, she sensed her breasts beginning to swell and a pleasurable warm moist. Dave is nibbling on my clit and I am cumming over and over. My clit is so hard it is sticking out like a small penis. I look down at my husband’s other hand and he is fucking his self with the 8-inch butt-plug that has been in his ass the whole time.Pre-cum is leaking out of his worthless cock. I tell him to put the butt-plug back in his ass and to quit playing with it. I then instruct Bob to quit sucking on my wet pussy and to pull the butt-plug out of my husband’s ass. Bob pulled the plug out.