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My wife drew back her hips and slammed forward. She gripped Imogene's hips. Linda's breasts bounced and heaved. They were pillowy and soft. Her nipples thrust hard before her while her auburn hair swayed around her naked shoulders. I groaned my balls tightened. Imogene moaned and groaned. Her passion hentai surged around my dick. It twitched and throbbed in her mouth. My wife thrust faster, harder. Her tits heaved before her as she moaned in delight. “Ooh, suck my husband's cock, slut,” groaned my wife. “That's it. You love him. Worship him. He's your boss. I smiled at my wife. “I want you sucking his cock all the time. Just on your knees, worshiping him. I want you bobbing that head up and down his dick.” She thrust harder, faster. Imogene moaned louder, sucking with her hungry passion. Her lips sealed tight about my cock. She sucked with hunger. “Becky!” Her hands moved to his face. When the water settled, we were just sitting there talking, but the water was crystal clear, and it was obvious that her husband had another hard on. Her pussy's spasms slowed to a stop. And get that nasty bush waxed, you don't get to keep hentai any hair, none, do you understand?" “It’s just that… well, seeing your marriage with Dave, the loving intimacy you share together, it has brought up… old memories.” Her base tan had protected her from the Southern sun. Another was jizzing on my other breast, splatting me with the pearly treat for Umeko to collect when she finished with my asshole. “Don’t touch me!” I don’t understand, just who do you think I am?”