My tongue danced over her, caressing her. She grinned at me as she probed them in gagging and out of my mouth, teasing me. I loved the salty flavor of my girl-spunk mixed with her sweet cream. The futas around us all groaned. “Look at that, she loves the taste of her own cum,” groaned Mbali. “She'll love my jizz firing into her mouth,” panted Tanisha. “I want to see her lick my cum out of her sister's twat,” groaned Hazel. “Mmm, and it gets better,” oral my little sister said. She pulled her fingers out of my mouth then grabbed my fiery hair. I didn't fight her as she bent me over. I was submitting to her now like we had switched roles between which one of us was dominant. I felt my cock swaying, my rump and pussy on display to the futas behind me. “Damn, there is something Hardcore sexy about that,” groaned Tanisha. “Yeah,” Mbali agreed. “That tight rough ass... Goddess, that pussy is amazing. Shaved and waiting to be fucked.” My sister giggled as she reached behind me. I felt her stroke the shave folds of my pussy. My dick, fetish half-hard from cumming, twitched to life. My sister parted my labia. I felt so exposed. Her finger brushed my hymen. Then she darted in and licked my pussy. And then, I was falling over, my body thrashing on the bed. “Mmm, you're tits are beautiful, too,” gagging I said. All I want is to please him... “Deal,” I conceded. The girls readily agreed to this providing we did the same for them, so my cock went Hardcore into Lin’s mouth and John’s into Jan’s and oral we started shafting our girl’s mouths. Salman rushed to her and without delay, said “We have fifteen more minutes and my Dad is finishing the snack arrangements. My fetish pussy clenched around her naughty tongue. I groaned rough as his dark eyes stared up at me. Worse, you did it on foreign sovereign soil! Mrs. Ramirez was their seventy-eight-year-old neighbor who loved walking around the neighborhood with bowls full of food.