Newest Blog: BOOKWORMBITCHES looked over at Scott as I ate his beautiful wife. He remained seated on the couch, and there was no doubt the sight before him sobered him completely. His eyes captured every minute detail of the scene in front of him, and he responded by opening his pants and freeing his cock, stroking his member as I went down on his bride. I could see by how hard he pounded his shaft how much this exhibition excited him. My hands gripped Roxanne's ass tightly, holding her to my mouth as her hands held my head just as tightly. Her hips bucked franticly as she humped my face, and I replied by licking at her clit even more earnestly. I lost myself in pleasuring this lovely woman, feeding off her moans. My hands kneaded the firm flesh of her ass, as my tongue attacked her clit, holding on to her as her moans signaled her approaching release, coming faster and longer, until it seemed as though it was one long continuous moan. Her knees bent, her hands in my hair, her hips undulating as they rode my face, her face a mask of lust and desire, and it was no wonder, as my eyes moved to Scott, that her husband's hand was now tugging rapidly at his shaft, his breath ragged and between clenched teeth. I could see he was trying to control himself, surely trying to save his passion for his lovely wife that he was allowing me to pleasure.
