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Jo gets up and goes over to the kitchen drawer. She comes back with a tailor’s measuring tape. Her jugs swing and bounce as she walks. My cock strains as I watch her. There is something about those tits and the shape of her body that just pushes my buttons. She squats in front of me. “That’s it,” she says, as she holds up the measuring tape and my cock strains again. The tape is cold and her fingernail carelessly scratches the very tender tip, making me flinch. “Sorry. Did I hurt you? Sorry!” “It's OK.” “Nineteen centimetres. This one only has metric. That’s about seven and a half inches.” “You were right.” She purses her lips in a brief expression that seems to say, “I know my cock sizes.” How did I ever think this girl was shy and innocent? “Now this is where it gets more interesting.” She wraps the tape around the base of my cock, to measure its girth. I’m amused at her clinical approach. The tape is still cold, but I throb to bursting point at the kinkiness of having Jo squatting in front of me in her sexy knickers, with her big jugs rolling around while she measures my cock. “Fifteen!” “Is that good?” I’ve never heard anyone talk about circumference measurements before. I’ve heard that the average penis is 6 inches long, but I wouldn’t have any idea what the average circumference is. “Good? My wrist is only 14 centimetres. You’re thicker than my wrist!” She wraps the tape around her fine wrist to prove it to me. Then ass the doorbell rings. “Shit!’ says Jo, launching herself off her haunches and snatching up her clothes from the couch. “Get dressed! Quick!” We both scramble to get dressed. The doorbell rings again. Then Jo’s phone buzzes with a text message. She looks at it while she forces her heel into a shoe. “It’s Lisa. She’s forgotten her key. Thank God brunette for that, or hardcore she would have walked right in on babe us.” I am nearly dressed, but Jo is still grappling with her bra. “You have to hide in the laundry. “Where do you hardcore do it?” I asked. "You really are a slut. I did as told and ass babe for some strange reason I spread my legs wide. Was it something I brunette had intentionally done? He took it in his mouth and started sucking. “Indeed. "HENRY!!"
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Besides, the girls promised him an open window and another round of sexual voyeurism this evening. He reminded himself to set-up his camera’s tripod for the night’s performance. “Mmmm, just like that, Stace, do it some more!” Cindy groaned, humping her crotch into Stacy’s mouth. Stacy had begun to finger-fucking Cindy, determined to get three of her slim fingers into Cindy’s gash. Cindy stared at Mr. Wilson’s cock, wondering what it would feel like plowing in and out of her tight pussy. Feeling naughty, Stacy hardcore turned and looked up at Mr. Wilson. She slowly held up a single finger, wrapped her mouth around babe it, moved her head up and down on it, sucking it slowly and gently, before moving aside to show him Cindy’s soaking wet cunt. She spread Cindy’s lips apart so he could get a good view of her friend’s wet, pink, fuzzy pussy. She then smiled and reached over to grab the suntan lotion. She popped the top and coated two fingers liberally. Cindy leaned up to see what was happening. Her eyes grew wide with surprise, then with wanton sexual passion. Stacy then slid her hand underneath Cindy’s ass, probing for her ass-hole. Cindy lifted her ass up from the towel. Stacy found her mark. The slimy digits slipped into her loosened bung-hole with ease. She fucked Cindy’s ass a few times while nodding her head and giving Mr. Wilson a nasty, silent, slutty expression as she unabashedly exposed their sexual depravity for his and their own enjoyment. “Nnnnghhh!” Cindy grunted with the intrusion in her ass. Her sphincter gripped Stacy’s fingers as her tender flesh was stretched, tugged and manipulated. Her bung-hole was tingling. Her pussy brunette was quivering. Her clit swelled even more. Stacy turned away from Mr. Wilson, wiggled her ass for him, and then clamped her mouth Cindy’s clit. She sucked it gently and twirled it repeatedly with her tongue. “Uh, uh! I’m cumming!” Cindy breathed, arching her back and looking up at Mr. Wilson peering at her thru his telescope. She stared at his fat cock for a moment, then closed her eyes tightly as she came. She ass saw stars exploding inside her eyelids as her orgasm exploded inside of her young body. Stacy kept fucking her ass, now using the juice from Cindy’s oozing pussy as extra lubricant. Stacy smashed her nose and face into Cindy’s cunt and licked her slit up and down, slurping, sucking and tonguing her clitoris firmly.
The two halves of her blouse floated to the stone floor. When he got in that mode he could hardly give attention to another woman as Katie knew all too well. “No. Don’t. Just stop. I grinned, licking my lip is as I sat up. I’m going to forget about anything that might happen in the future between me and the four of them, babe savoring the moment even though I know the girls are doing this because of your instructions and being punished for talking to me before talking to you. "I tend hardcore to agree, there is nothing more dangerous than an extremely angry wife, let alone brunette seven of them." I smiled at him. After a bit, Sarah stood up and said she was going to go upstairs to bed. Make mommy choke on it, force it into her mouth while I watch daddy! Hearing Momo's whining left her with a mournful frown and drooping ass shoulders.
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