This realization sent a thrill down her spine, through her legs, and left her pussy tingling at its helpless vulnerability. Then she felt it: the head of her husband's penis on the lips of her vagina. "Your head is so big!" she started to say, but never finished; he thrust his cock so deep into her that she gasped and arched her back as much as she could. Her tits pushed past her forest open blouse and pointed her hard nipples triumphantly up at the ceiling. Then he started ramming her, faster, faster, harder, harder, sending rush after rush of sexual energy through his wife, bouncing her titties like water balloons on her chest and leaving her face contorted with gasping pleasure. She was so close to cumming a third time when he stopped, untied her legs, and sat her up. She knew she was sitting up straight, but her arms were still tied behind her to the bed, so that she couldn't move her elbows from where they were pinned over her head, keeping her hands at the back of her neck. She arched out her chest and breasts to give her shoulders more leeway, when she felt the swollen head of a penis on her lips. She was still so aroused and close to cum that she hungrily took it into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down teens on it, licking the head and shaft greedily, longing for that one big swell and warm cum to fill her mouth and throat. Her pussy, though still wet, was beginning to feel neglected when it felt a warm leg part its lips and begin slowly riding up and down on her clit. She moaned as best she could with the head of a cock in her mouth, and just when her pussy was nearing climax once again, she felt a hand grab the back of her head and begin driving the warm, rock-hard cock into her mouth over and over. She moved her lips over her teeth and let him force his sex organ into her again and again, unable able to keep her pussy from exploding in her third orgasm, drenching his leg with her wetness, just in time for the cock in her mouth to swell, stop thrusting, and explode in hot jets of cum into her oh-so-ready mouth. She had to swallow at least a dozen times as the huge cock shot rivers of cum down her throat in throbbing, thrusting gulps. When it finally stopped and withdrew, she felt herself being untied and when she looked up she saw him sitting there next to her on the bed, smiling at her, and saying, "Well, I'm home!" Chris woke up the next morning feeling better. Well that is until the events of the night before started to come back to him. Even with regret setting in he told himself it wasn't all his fault. True the girls were high, but they were the ones to start it all he told himself. That made ex-girlfriend him feel better again as he sighed and rolled out of bed. Throwing on a pair of sweats and a tshirt he slowly headed downstairs. He walked Blow Jobs Teenage through the main floor of the house and everything was quiet. He opened the door to the basement and listened closely... nothing, not a sound. "The girls must still be asleep" he thought to himself. He went to the kitchen black hair and started making breakfast. Chris grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table when everything was finished. He noticed he had a text message from Alexis. He opened it up and to his surprise it was a picture of Alexis asleep. "Why? I got up to go to the shower but had to have a piss first. I turned bright red with embarrassment, how did she know. Beth didn't move the entire way back to her home. I fear that this will also happen to you. The female whispered her head as low as she could get it. Well, he’s got a lot to learn. But I insisted that I ex-girlfriend be allowed to help him clean up. Blow Jobs Teenage Leroy hadn't cum yet so she simply started long stroking him telling him how much she loved his big cock.. She stood up slowly. Both girls picked up their pace, plunging into the throng. "Let's go!!" he yells out and starts walking. She positioned her pussy over my mouth and settled her pussy on my mouth. The pregnant host of the event was the last winner of the Ms. Universe Contest. At this moment, I realized that Nicole wasn’t wearing anything, and that her naked, cold body was pressed up against mine, with nothing but a pair of boxers separating us. I felt pressure and he flipped me over on my stomach. I forest have other experiences that Jon has told me to document. I was going to teens get him off of you black hair till I heard you moaning like a whore and saw you thrusting back like a bitch in heat. "Having a little trouble, Erin?"