Yes. Sex Lisa slapped my chest flirtatiously. Loretta’s red dress was still tousled around her waist, barely hanging on to the firm skin of her nineteen-year-old Italian body. “That load’s only going one place.”
Loretta blurted: “You guys?!”
“What!” Lisa snapped. “Oh god, GOD! My dick was in heaven, milked on every up stroke, swallowed on every down stroke, spoiled inside Lisa’s warm body. Loretta retained her position, rolling her ass in the air. How to cook while you fuck her doggy style. “Fuck yes girls.”
Loretta giggled back at me. “Watch our bad fucking incest.” They kissed, slathering lewdly. “FEED my pussy your BABY!”
“Take it! You saw, you were the best man.”
I jammed up into her. Loretta glanced back, her face dabbed with sweat, hair thrown over her face. Knock this married pussy the FUCK up with your fucker seed!”
And the moment hit like a marvelous wave. Sensually, she eased the stocking elastic over her voluptuous hips, bending over, rolling the stocking down her thundermare legs. Knock this married pussy the FUCK up with your fucker seed!”
And the moment hit like a marvelous wave. “OH!”
“-feed it up your pussy, your mouth-”
“Oh Steven, yes!”
“-so that if it’s a baby girl, when she grows and bangs with your fucking ass-”
“You’re so nasty!”
“-she’ll already have a taste for her Uncle Steven.”
Loretta gasped.
