"The harsh spankings they expected were only a prelude to something else?Something worse? Or just as bad in a different way? The quivering menhugged... each other tighter. Not because they wanted to, but from worry. The females took up positions behind them. The guys were used to beingspanked by their own spouses but this change of partners was somehowworse, more insulting, extra perverse. The wives patted the veryavailable bottoms with their instruments, prolonging the. While my left hand returned to playing with her left tit, my right hand moved over her abdomen, felt the mound of curly pubic hair and found the top of the slit between her legs. She was wet and slick and my fingers easily slipped between the two puffy lips guarding her treasure.I said, "Well, I think this would be a nice place to start."She groaned and her knees buckled slightly. She said, "Yeah, honey, I think that would be a good idea."I guided her around a ninety degree turn to sit on the. I dropped to my knees on the cold floor and slowly welcomed it inside my mouth, until it tickled my tonsils. He grabbed my head with both hands and fucked my mouth hard and fast. I could barely breathe as he face-fucked me hard. After a few minutes he had worked up a sweat and slowly pulled his cock out, dripping in pre-cum and saliva. 'On that table, bend over' he ordered. I got up and bent over the table opposite us, preparing to take his massive cock in my tight asshole. I felt a seering. ’ He trailed it off, cackling wildly. His hand touched her cheek, feeling her jerk away. He reached down, grabbing hold of the bottom of the tee shirt she wore, pulling it up until he could once more see the hair covered mound of her sex, his fingers sifting through those sparse curls before tickling the thick lips between, even while she squirmed and wriggled, muffled moans and pleas coming from behind her taped mouth. ‘It’s not nice to fool Mother Nature,’ he said, his voice deepening. He.