"Wow!" And then Sharon looked me in the eyes and said, "Of course, I was very limited until you expressed an interest in learning how I was making sex so good with Gary. I didn’t have that many options. I just flashed a guy here and there, kissed one or two, but it drove Gary crazy, so I kept looking for more daring things to do." "I guess we've both come a long way, huh?" Sharon giggled, "That's an understatement. I'm really enjoying it though. Before, it was mostly for him, but blowjob now, I'm having a blast with it . . . thanks to you." I kissed her passionately again and cumshot then told her straight out, "I want to take you upstairs and make love to you, just you and me, no husbands watching." Sharon smiled at me, "I thought you'd never ask." Why did this seem so natural? Why didn't it even cause me a moment of pause to lead another woman into my bedroom—mine and my husband's bedroom, and crawl onto the bed with her? Why didn't I at least hesitate to riding hug her and snuggle my body up against hers? I didn't know why. I only knew it felt natural. I only knew that it felt wonderful. I only knew that kissing her made my pussy gush, and I only knew that feeling her tits, and feeling her hands on mine made me feel incredibly sexy, desirable, and desiring of her. I only knew when she began kissing down my body, knowing what was imminent, I longed for it to happen. And I was doggystyle anxious for my turn to reciprocate. Yes, I was anxious to taste her. I was anxious to see if I Brunette could give her pleasure . . . anxious to see if I could make her beg me to stop. "God!" Open your legs wider, keep masturbating, mouth open please.” It dawned on me that we never used the second hotel room that was booked for Dakota and Jennifer, we only used the two that my suite cumshot provided. When the youngest daughter, Rosie, saw the young men come rushing through doggystyle the front door, she let out a shriek, and the rest of the family members rushed to the front room to find out what was going on. When that is comfortable use two then three and so on. Unlike the others Sisters at St. Isadore's, she wore nothing beneath and she was greeted with the sight of her long slender legs coming into view before, finally, her meaty cock. She was a high-elf once, a royal daughter of the very people she now forced into perverse subservience. And I know you've seen my bare tits because I caught you spying outside my bedroom door just last week.” There was nothing in the world Grace loved more then to get double teamed by the big futanari cocks of her wife and child. The feel of them excited her. “Got to clean your dick!” Brunette I moaned, pulling my tongue out of Mom's asshole. I grin when I hear riding the door open. Nipples stood erect and hard, and a rosy blush added a glow blowjob to their faces.