Desi

Her fingers became a blur of motion against her clit.Honi stood there, watching. Her own hand drifted to her junction between her legs, as the Hostess...unabashedly sucked off her husband in front of her.The Hostess' tongue swirled and his hips began to tremble. The Hostess moved her head back, keeping only her lips around the magnificent purple glans of the head. She pumped her hand, swirling her tongue around the head, sucking hard. From time to time, she'd lean back, letting his swollen member. "Charlotte, plan B," she laughed.I am pinned down with Carmel straddling me, forcing my hands backagainst the bed-head I twist my head to the left to see what Charlotteis up to. She rummages in the drawers of my dresser, gives a triumphantyelp, and comes over towards the bed with a pair of stockings in herhands. Before I have a chance to move she has lashed my left wrist tothe iron bedpost and has started working my right.I fight and buck trying to dislodge Carmel and pull my arm free from. More

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