Craig started to struggle frantically as he could clearly feel the dog humping through the material with his sizeable erection. His brain was screaming at him to free himself from this potentially painful situation yet deep down inside, a tiny part of him wondered what it might feel like, shemale and girl but before he could wrestle with his inner self further Marge released her grip assuming that Craig wasn’t going to play ball and laughed as he stood upright trying to look indignant. “Tell me you weren’t interested,” said Marge locking eyes with Craig. “Of course, I wasn’t,” spluttered Craig hoping that his inner thoughts weren't revealed on his Big Tits face as he wondered again what it would have felt like before shivering and denying it again. “Well if you don’t want him in your ass, I certainly do,“ said Marge, her voice heavily laden with lust and as she spoke she lifted her legs further up and started to finger her ass with first one then two fingers, opening herself ready. “Don’t just stand there like a dummy,” laughed Marge, “get some KY, it’s in the drawer.” Craig was still wary of the two dogs who were circling round sniffing the air and occasionally licking Marge’s heavy breasts. Finding the gel, he passed it to Marge and watched as she removed her fingers from her ass and then smeared a large dollop on them before reinserting them. “Want to get involved?” said outdoor Marge, her breath starting to become a little more laboured as she worked a third finger into her ass. Craig shook his head and Marge laughed as she sucking saw condom sex the terror on Craig’s face and went on, “not with dogs on you silly, but as a threesome. You can lie on your back to make sure your poor little ass remains safe.” Realising what her plans were Craig felt his cock twitch into life and pushing his tracksuit bottoms to his ankles while keeping a wary eye on the dogs, laid down on his back gripping his cock firmly by the base. Marge stood and after removing her fingers, satisfied she was ready, straddled Craig’s hips before lowering herself onto Craig’s now upright and very hard cock. Sighing contentedly, she let herself sink down onto his full eight inches savouring how it filled her and wriggling as he bottomed out deep inside her. Craig could feel Marge’s wet pussy round his cock and although warm and pleasurable it wasn’t anything as tight as his wife’s, but still good. Marge leant forward and rested a large heavy breast with a dark brown nipple on his lips and without being asked Craig started to suckle on her. Her breasts were so soft and full and had Marge not supported them, then Craig was sure he would have suffocated. “Pull my cheeks apart,” Marge said, “and bite my fucking nipple.” So I told her the story on the way and she said that is way hot. “Remember, use your new vision.” I concentrated, sucking but then shook my head, seeing nothing but the trees and dense brush. There might be condom sex a way we can both feel really good.” I raised up to straddle her chest, placing my hard dick between her tits, mashing her beautiful fuck pillows together, fucking her big tits with my slobber covered prick! He slid out and in and got into a rhythm. In fact the right side of her face had some nasty scars. Her hubby asked again “ab kya hua janu” . she just managed to reply as I pulled back slowly and pushed again “ Bahut bara chuha hai” . Her hubby laughed at her for being scared by a rat , hardly knowing that she was getting fucked outdoor that moment. "No doubt off chasing wabbits," she muttered in her best Elmer Fudd impression, while looking around the garden. Her knife was still hanging shemale and girl from a belt at her waist. She moaned into my wife's cunt. He opened the Big Tits top of the bag, pulled out a pair of soiled plain white cotton women's panties, and handed them to Ed. My brother drank my cream. “How does it feel, bro?” We parked and made our way to the door, the lady knew my name, asked who my lovely date was. Brian:-relaxes by the pool catching to catch some rays before his son’s bimbo girlfriend comes to see him...»hope she gets late or something...i love being naked.... He could feel his bell end pressing on the back of her throat, tickling her gag reflex so Rachel had to pull back once more.