The video was still in the VCR; rewound, just where
they had left it. “Agh! Indian hot sex How would I
ever do without cock? Com’on, let’s go to bed.”
Carol giggled as she allowed herself to be maneuvered to the large bed. “Look what I have.”
From the bag she took out the biggest plastic cock Carol had even seen. “Damn you, don’t do that! My cunt wants it so bad!” Carol whimpered. “I love
it!”
She fell back on the bed with his hands trailing over the hills and valleys of
her body. Mike grabbed her asscheeks and stabbed her cunt with his spear-like tongue. “Hell, I’m my brother’s sister. Mary giggled, her teeth nipping the rigid bud through the thin halter material. Oh, God, she thought, as Mike’s cock hit bottom, this is heaven! Both Carol and Mary heard his grunting as he fumbled with his zipper. Fit as a fiddle and reanin’ to trot. Spreading her legs wide he blew softly into her silky, hot cunt and
Carol moaned with delicious excitement. Her
husband was naked except for a towel around his mid-section, his flaccid cock
making a delightful bulge in the material.
