“First I want you to watch Johnny stroke his big fat cock for you.” Belinda moaned. Marcella began fingering herself as she watched the exchange. Blowjob sex “Yeah, straddle me!” Marcella giggled.
“I’m getting a little stubbly down there…” she observed. I realized then that Hillary was nothing more than a play thing.
Marcella then slid her hand beneath Belinda and squeezed her breasts. Belinda moaned aloud as Marci slid her fingertips down the center of Belin’s flat tummy until they came to rest on her clit. “Spread ’em.” Marci chaffed before applying the lather to Belinda’s crotch, paying extra care to her short black landing strip. There we were, in the past and in the present. The two of them bent over the couch, kissing deep and hard as I violently licked Belinda’s pussy and asshole. It was amazing what Marci had created. Being able to relive something like that was surreal, but extremely erotic. It was kind of like being in a movie, but also like a
