What a fucking turn-on!” He expected a laugh but didn’t get it. He continued to suck all of her toes one after the other. “What, do you have a foot fetish or something?” Bree asked when he was switching to her second foot. “Never did till now,” he said. “Think of it as my own ballet. It’s the horizontal en pointe.” Bree chuckled softly. “Well, this is a first. But you’re a good dancer I must say.” “I’m gonna suck your toes till you come.” Bree pretzeled her lithe body around so that with Bobby’s mouth still on her toes desi she could get her mouth on his penis. She licked it and kissed it and nipped at it until it was again at its maximum pussy stiffness. “I’m going to let my mouth dance on this baby for a while,” she said. Bobby groaned and half-gagged on her polished big toe when he felt her mouth surround his surging cock. Despite their awkward positions Bobby did his best to fuck Bree’s face as she indian blew him and he kept trying to suck the paint off of her toenails. By the time he finished sucking all of her toes she had not yet had another orgasm but his dick felt like a balloon about to burst. He reconfigured their bodies a second time, stretching and straightening into a more comfortable sixty-nine position. With her mouth now a warm, snug glove around his overblown boner he split her luscious lips with is tongue and tasted her tangy twat and sucked her florid clitoris into his mouth. india Bree shrieked and she grinded her pussy into his face. The bed creaked as they fucked each other’s faces. The room smelled of raw sex and the air was filled with the wet echoed sounds of slurping and sucking and the slapping of hungry mouths on horny flesh. Bobby knew his cum would soon be on the rise so he gave Bree’s clit one more major power suck, eliciting another shrill, stifled shout from her cock-filled mouth. Then he went to work with his tongue, licking and slashing like a viper in heat on her spread lips and her upright organ. Bree’s cunt exploded in his face. Bobby was shocked by the force of it, but was it for him, because of him? Or was it a pent-up tank, finally being emptied? He didn’t have much time to think about it because his mouth and nostrils were now flooded and her body writhed as he held her. A moment later his body shook and he came in her mouth, and her lips stayed on him, rush after rush, until he was done. After several minutes basking in the embers of their heat they took turns in the bathroom to perform their bedtime ablutions. Bree went first and when she returned she handed her toothbrush to Bobby. He brushed his teeth and washed up and then searched the medicine cabinet. He amateur found a tube of skin lotion and gently rubbed some into each side of his cock, hoping to relieve the soreness of his fresh, raw brush burns. It was getting pretty late. Bobby climbed back into bed and curled his arms around Bree so their naked bodies were touching in as many places as possible. Looking in the mirror Mary knew she was going to spend the day tugging the top and skirt down to maintain any dignity at all. “I’m sorry...”, he whimpered, desi letting himself go, “I’m sorry I tried to leave you, My Goddess.” Jaya (slowly whispered in Rekha's ears): indian "The game is on whore." “Um, sure,” I said. Last time they had fucked her in the ass they just pushed right in; it had hurt more initially, but amateur was over more quickly. “Now for the real reason why I came here. What the hell did I care about her Geraniums at this point. Do pussy that again....!!! Are you alright?” It looks like india cream.” I got home and sat at my computer. She bit her lower lip and smiled a hungry grin. Her last comment of “Your Loss” made him chuckle inside. Wielding it in her hands, she swung it twice, testing its weight.