“I think I want to know what it's like to be fucked while I'm doing my handstand,” she said. “Think you can pull it off?” “Handstand fuckin...g?” I asked. “That I know I can do.” “Really?” Zoe exclaimed. “Trust me,” I said. “I know that I can make you moist and cum in any position you want.” “Then show me,” she replied. “I want you to pull my spankies down, make me moist, and fuck me hard.” Zoe stood on both hands as she did her handstand. Her miniskirt went up as she exposed her orange. "You know what I mean. I feel guilty for spending all your money like this, and I think Tracy does, too. It's not fair to you, either. You were the one that worked your ass off, not us." And you two are the ones that make me feel alive again. If it costs me a few thousand dollars to see you two safe and happy, it's a pretty small price to pay. Besides, I hadn't planned on taking all that money with me when I die. Come to think of it, I've never seen a hearse with a U-haul behind it, and I don't. (The only previous times I'd observed this liquid were when she fucked, sucked or lay with Val.)When Val and Irene discussed how to effect their ménage a trois it was decided that Irene would go to bed downstairs as she usually did (except for the weekend when Joe was away). The makeshift bed was a thick foam pad on the carpeted floor and I'd heard her tell Val that she liked its firmness Anyway, Val said that she and Joe would come down and join Irene after a little while.Irene went to. Then he put four fingers up my pussy and his thumb in my arse, just as he’s seen Harold do last week, and he frigged me mercilessly. I started to cum, I couldn’t help myself. James unzipped his fly and got his cock out, slid on a condom, then plunged straight up my pussy. He put his wet hands round my front and rubbed at my clit but this was too much for me, I was too sensitive there and I almost collapsed. I gushed out more juice and James withdrew his prick and slipped his whole fist up my.