She deserved a real cock. The pure pleasure of having his cock sucked by an expert, having his ass-pussy played with, along with the heady fragrance of sperm and pussy juice in his nostrils and the lingering taste of sperm in his mouth, James’ squirmed, humped and then squirted his sissy-juice into Sheila’s sucking mouth. Indian XXX James felt her gushing. “My, aren’t we an eager-beaver,” Sheila said, “But you have to slow-down, lover.” She pulled her cock from James’ sucking lips with a “Pop!”
James looked at the hard, wet, treasure in front of him, then at his spread-wide wife, then back at Sheila and her large cock. “No, I forbid it!” Karen said sternly. Still, he had to admit had a good time, and grinned as he fondly remembered Becky cumming on his tongue. She smirked at the pathetic pulling on his tiny worthless dick, working so hard to make his cummies for her, just so he could eat it! As his dream fog lifted, he discovered someone had put a blanket over him. “No breakfast until you make your cummies!” she ordered. Panties felt so much nicer on his body than his scratchy old boxers. James looked between her legs intently to finally see her pretty pussy.
