After a while of this, she fetish stopped and opened her eyes lazily.Why not, it sounds pretty kinky to me, said Lorraine with a giggle.Margaret looked down again, excited to watch the meaty fuck pole disappearing between the clinging, swollen lips of her very horny cunt.If you agree we’ll get married Thursday morning at the Eastchester Town Hall.Fuck me, Earl.Jerome leaned over to Pissing see what Dave was showing him on his phone.Oh?Amy honey, I want you to take your hands and push my swimsuit off.We didn't want him or any of his tormentors sticking to the mattress when things got sweaty and cum soaked.The bed had iron posts in each corner, piss that were six feet high extreme and bolted to the concrete floor, as was the bed.The girls each got some oil on Pee their hands and began to knead and massage my arms.I groaned as she fluttered up and down through my cuntlips, lapping up the mix of futa-jizz leaking out of me. I groaned, the pleasure flowing through me. My heart thudded in my chest. I rolled out of bed and Pissing into the shower. After a cup of coffee, I walked back over to Al's room. He met me at the fetish door. He opened the door quietly and we went in. The room was a mess. Both beds were wrecked. Carole was Pee still asleep, on her back, on top of the covers. God, she is beautiful, I said to myself. Her legs were spread open slightly and her pussy lips were red and swollen. Alex was asleep on his side. His head was on her shoulder and his hand was across her chest. I'm piss jealous, Al whispered to me. Looks like he had a great time. I guarantee he did, I whispered extreme back.