Her flat belly led down to the whisp of blond pubic hair that marked the top of her prominent mound of Venus. Indian sex “Marsha! Ooooooh!” Marsha’s breathing came more rapidly and she gasped as Dot mashed her cunt into hers. Dot collapsed in rapture. Gawd she was good the other night.”
Dot’s lust began to build in her at the mention of Jan, her next door neighbor lover… OOOhhhhhhhh! Dot and Marsha, along with their husbands and the couple next door, had turned an evening dine-out into an impromptu tailgate orgy on a dark German forest road. Marsha blushed but obviously enjoyed it nonetheless. Dot probed the silken tunnel of Marsha’s vagina, while licking gently against the clit. “Now you, Dot.” Marsha pointed the other end toward Dot’s pussy. She gently inserted her middle finger up to the first knuckle. Oh, fuck, Dot! <i>Where is Brooke,</>she wondered. Dot told Brooke about her afternoon delight and to drop in as soon as she got home. Hearing Dot’s instructions, Marsha grasped Brooke’s head to her, “Yes, little one, come show Marsha.” Smiling at the girl, she added, “I’m going to like this, I know.
