The fluids now squirted out of her, into the air, and soaked Elsie’s straddling panties that hovered over her crotch. Her whole body slid and twitched until she was laying on the babe small bench, squirming wildly. Elsie sat down onto Brie, humping her own pussy into the back of Brie’s hand, while trying to keep the two of them quiet. Brie’s orgasm was beginning to recede, and she began to regain control, but she wasn’t ready to return to Earth yet. She twisted her masturbating hand until it faced palm up, and she pressed her thumb into the crease in Elsie’s panties. Elsie squeezed her eyes shut and inhaled sharply as the girl found her clit. “Fuck!” The underwear was soaking from both Elsie’s fluids and anal the spray of Brie’s climax. Brie’s fingers felt for the edge of her friend’s panties and slipped underneath. Elsie’s smooth crack was already plenty slick from her copious lubrication. Brie’s probing fingers easily found their target and dipped deep into Elsie’s hole. Elsie whined in pleasure and began thrusting her hips onto her friend’s hand. In and out Brie’s fingers pumped, treating Elsie to a brand new experience: getting finger-banged by another person. Brie’s blowjob mind began to clear, and her vision became less hazy. She quieted down and Elsie removed her hand from her mouth. Brie became acutely aware that her friend, her best friend of many years, was having sex with her. She could barely remember how she got here. Yet she found she wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea. She thought about stopping her, but as she looked up into Elsie’s eyes, her gaze was returned with pure cum swallow lust. She felt like she was seeing the scene with new eyes, and the eroticism of fingering her best friend in a mall dressing room pulled her back into a reverie. Elsie looked down into her friend’s eyes and bit her lip. “Faster,” she whispered. Brie obliged and pumped her fingers into her friend’s pussy with more speed. Her experience with sex was limited to her own adventures in self-discovery, but she could tell that Elsie was close. Again Elsie moaned out, perhaps a bit too loudly, and so, to censor herself, she leaned down and locked her lips with Brie. This surprise was enough to send Brie back over the edge. As she cummed again, the sight of Brie’s twisted face, and the feel of another shower Brunette of cum against her thighs along with Brie’s wild fingers, were too much for Elsie, and she began to cum along with her. Bill raced over to the side of her chair, getting a good blowjob eye and earful of the buzzing vibrators splitting his mother and sister’s cunt lips. Without any cum swallow proof of wrong-doing It was red and swollen and there was liquid seeping out of it. I slid my cock halfway out and slammed it back in. Hard. The next thing I knew, my mouth was being flooded with pee. The trap suddenly released its grip on me. Maybe I couldn’t tell her what she needed to hear, but I could at least substitute it with something I babe was sure she wanted to hear. "You mean, like you-do-it-and-I-watch?" Was it rape if she thought it was her choice? What the hell do you do to get it anal like that?” “Your bed, silly.” Mathilda giggled. There was nothing wrong with my desires. These sexual Brunette videos. She made squealing sounds that were too sharp to be anything but honest responses. That was very wrong on my part and I’m sorry I took advantage. She squeals quietly as she cums in her shorts. She had one huge dragon cock in her pussy while another had just found its way into her tight arse. “Are you getting wet Missy? I took another deep breath. I went in the bedroom and took my big mirror and placed it on the wall next to my sofa. It was too late, I couldn’t stop. She straddled my face, pressing her pussy down to my mouth.