My pussy juice was covering the strained material of his covered cock as my orgasm waned and subsided.I pushed my pussy against his hard cock one last...time, feeling his magnificent length invading my married quim. The sensation of his trouser clad cock spearing me was delightful to say the least as my twerking pushed his cock deeper.Regaining my senses momentarily, I turned toward him removing his slime covered snake from my pussy, placing my arms around his neck I gave him a peck on the cheek. “Sorry, sorry, sorry.” Holding her waist, I angled myself down, working in.Camilla bucked, then groaned, then moaned my name.Her anus stretched tightly about my cock: a thin,purple line. Before starting for real, I bent down and retrievedthe tube of KY jelly, our personal lubricant. Camillamoaned with impatience. She always is impatient. ButI was half way in and getting locked already, and anymore movement would only hurt her.I had hurt Camilla enough.“It’s. " I've always been disappointed that we didn't," he said.The next thing I felt was Ken's hand touch my face and then he leaned over and kissed me. I didn't say anything. He kissed me again, leaning into me harder. I then felt his right-hand move down my neck to my shoulder. He then moved around and lay on top of the sheets beside me again kissing my lips and neck."Ken, we shouldn't do this." "I know but I want to be with you so much."I felt his hand move lower to cup my left breast. He noticed. It's good for hygiene and I feel cleaner. ”I looked at her anus, it was still slightly open, and a trickle of semen was flowing from it. I got up, leaned over her face and kissed her mouth, then went to the bathroom to take a bath. While I was in the shower, she opened the door and handed me a towel, went in the shower with me. Then we came out of the bathroom wrapped in towels and sat in the living room. She said she would bring something to eat. After a while she brought sandwiches. We ate.
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She sighed contentedly at the feel of his naked skin against hers. His cock rose to attention, pressing against her dripping lips.Lucy leaned down to
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