Fucking Your Wife Hard

“I seriously doubt he hates you. Then she remembered they’d see only nondescript shorts and T-shirt, and vowed Jeni wasn’t going to beat her here. Blacked “You missed a few here. Every erection she saw led to a mental image of her riding it; every pussy left the redhead wondering what it would look like stretched and filled by a hard, thrusting cock. Nevertheless, she let him guide them, still hand in hand, towards the showers. All of the other students already were gone; the three mysterious observers were just exiting, followed by the trainers and coaches. It didn’t work out the way she’d imagined, however. Grace realized she’d closed her eyes and opened them again, to see Jeni grinning at her. She headed for the pool without thinking. I owe you big time.” She turned to look at the redhead. She was simultaneously disappointed and relieved when he didn’t appear, although George assured her Wade was okay when she got the nerve to ask. “Higher,” she husked, letting her free hand follow the curve of his ass down and between his legs. Of them all, the penis in her mouth seemed curiously resistant to the redhead’s charms. Grace’s off hand slipped beneath the table and she began caressing herself, imagining what each cock would feel like inside her. +++
Grace had meant to make some nocturnal explorations, but woke to the sound of the first breakfast bell instead. “Now, you say I just wet my shorts. “You’re pretty good at this,” he finally admitted, stroking harder, “but you can drop the act in front of me, Grace.