Working fingers over the already over fucked clit, she feels the swollen-ness and cunt juices on her hand. Tenderly she rubs the sweet thing thinking... of her man gone. She rubs thinking about the abuse it's gonna get from her while he's away. It wouldn't take much to get off but, she plays nice with it for awhile. He's on the plane in the air by now. Knowing he knows she might be masturbating, she smiles. He has a way of putting smiles on her face. Taken back a day, she sees herself bending. He smiles and nods his approval, and Mia walks around behind him, pulling his pants down, fully revealing his 10 inch monster waiting to get its own taste of Stacy's treats. Stacy comes alive, struggling her best to get free, but it only wrenches her shoulder, the sharp ache causing her to stop. Mia kneels down again, pulling off Stacy's shoes, her pants and panties all the way. Lynda walks forward, forcing Stacy ahead as Dave sits down on the toilet seat and holds his arms out eagerly. "Give. However, as I made my way though thehouse, I came to the sliding glass doors that looked out onto the patio, and the pool beyond; and, as I looked through, I was Megan, naked, and with her was a tall, well-built, black guy that looked to be around his late 20's perhaps; and he, too, was naked!He was setting on the edge of the pool, with Megan standing half in the water, and half out of it, snuggled up between his muscular thighs; and, what was more, they were kissing, and the passion between. ."Cold night air greets her pussy. Only response she needs. Sobbing helplessly, she bites her lip, blinking back tears.Once again events repeat. Forever devoted to my craft, I work laboriously. Sensitivity heightened to new degrees, she reacts to the barest of touches. My tongue dances and she sings. hoarse moans heart shattering, crazed with manic madness. Whole being quaking for finality. Receiving not but a looping continuum.I pound raw flesh hard. Focusing primarily on her G-Spot, My.