"Oooh, that feels good, honey," she said more or less in the direction of the guy fucking her from behind. "You can fuck me as hard as you want, to give these guys a good show to jack off to," she said, winking up at a Bhabhi guy who was jacking Fucking off near her face. Then with many moans and sighs of pleasure she started sucking off the cock again, jacking him with her hand like she was trying to make him cum. In about thirty seconds her efforts paid off and the guy she was blowing rolled his head back, placing his hands on her shoulders. She kept her mouth on the end of his dick as he came, squealing and moaning between gulps. He emptied himself into her and only after she had drunk it all down did he step away. I quickly stepped up and dropped my pants to the floor, and she slipped her mouth over my cock without looking up. The guy fucking her from behind had started fucking her harder, bottoming out and jolting her body with each thrust. Soon she pulled her mouth off of me and started stroking my member as she called back to the guy, "Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!" I loved hearing my wife talk dirty, and my cock swelled in her hand as she jacked me off. He buried his cock in her and grabbed her hips to hold himself inside her pussy as he came for almost a minute. "Cum in me!" she called to him, "Yes! Cum in my pussy! Fill me up!" It must have been a really good cum, judging by his face, and when he finally pulled out he looked exhausted. My wife looked up at me like she was going to say something witty and froze when she saw that I was not the one she had seductively urged to cum in her pussy. I smiled slyly at her and slipped my raging hardon into her open mouth, holding her head in my hands to start her bobbing again. "Who's next?" I said, nodding to her exposed pussy and ass swaying in the middle of the well-lit elevator. She shifted her feet uneasily, pressing her legs together in anticipation of the inevitable. Another guy stepped up behind her and immediately dipped his swollen, purple head into her womanhood. Then holding her ass firmly he steadily pressed himself into her until he bottomed out. Her lips released their grip and she held my member in her gaping mouth, gripping my hips tightly as she her body was overwhelmed by pleasure in her pussy. I knew my wife's pussy got puffy and engorged whenever she was turned on, and I pictured it engulfing this guy's thick cock as he started thrusting long and hard from behind. I almost came right there, but to try to make it last I looked out the glass walls that made up three sides of the small room. On the sidewalk directly in front of the elevator a couple of yards away stood a young, handsome guy. He stood watching in awe as my wife took it from the front and behind, and the furious motion of his hand down his baggy pants told me he was loving every second of it. A few more yards away I also saw two young ladies leaning against the light pole on the corner. Their sundresses were pulled up to the waist and each had a hand down the other's panties, fingering each other as they watched us fucking. "I love college towns," I thought to myself as I turned back to my wife. The guy was fucking her harder and faster now, and she was bracing off my hips to keep her balance. She had her eyes closed and was breathing hard, unable to suck my dick as she focused and was clearly very close to cumming. Her hands slipped from an especially powerful thrust and she slid off my hips, catching herself on the wall beside me. He didn't break stride but actually fucked her harder, pressing her breasts and face against the glass pane with her arms splayed out to the side as she begged him not to stop. If I went slow, it wasn’t too bad. Grace did as Fucking she was told, opening her mouth wide and taking in the other half of Jonathan’s ballsack. I thought it was an accident until she looked me in the eye and smiled. I thrust faster, harder. Kyle revealed. “Naught, naughty Mr Moore, I’m a good girl.” I whispered to him as I lifted his hand off my thigh. She then grabbed the baby oil and put it on my little diclit then held down at the base making sure not to touch my pee pee so I could jerk it while she grinded on my face. Kate just rolled her Bhabhi eyes. I even use the word ‘cunt’ now and then and I think this is one of those times when it’s appropriate. “Are you going to be a good girl and do exactly as I say?” I quickly nod my head yes. “Ginny!” she groaned. Triot shook his head again, no, he had to keep this hidden as long as possible. Ryan chuckled, a memory of an old joke; "Mom, do you know why a man can never trust a woman?" And your mother, too.” All of the records were done by hand and mistakes could be very costly and this would be repeated 36 times every day. Her long legs described a macabre battement as she swung by the neck in wild circles, gushing copiously while her hands clenched at her cunt and arse in a final spasm. “Mrs. Archer!” Cherry groaned, her body squirming. But of course, Rico didn't know that Cindy was an "anal queen" who had an affinity for butt plugs. Between the girls already incurred, he had at least five of the prospective play nights a month spoken for. “Well, you did,” she tells me. “Really? As she reached for her phone, I terminated the call. I want a girl baby.” I heard Audrey breathing heavily through her mouth as I noticed her other hand between her legs, playing with herself. Are you sure you want to wear that dress?” Sally answered, “Sure, you know I’m a tease, besides it will insure the men will keep my glass full.” She cried herself to sleep that night. “And very, very horny right now. “Holy shit this is freaky!” April said as she dropped to the floor. �