You’re amazing!”
I buried my dildo into the girl’s twat. “What?” Mercedes demanded, glaring at her mother. I shifted forward, straddling him. I gasped, my heart pounding in my chest. My clit sparked against the double-headed dildo’s partition. This wonderful bliss flooded through my body. The pleasure burned through my flesh. The pleasure surged through my body. I humped against him and gasped as my orgasm exploded through me. My toes curled. I could see the lust in them. I licked my lips, hungry for it. His fingers found my nipples, twisting them. He groaned as I wiggled my ass at him. My husband was just slipping into our room and pulling off his t-shirt. My bowels convulsed around his dick. “Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers squeezing into my tits.
