Within moments she was screaming into Jeanna. She dropped to her elbows to look back at me and Becky, who was now standing behind me on a chair and kissing my neck. Indian sex video I made our drinks and we went back to the living room. The combined juices of me and Becky were not only leaking from Becky’s pussy, but some also hung from Jeanna’s chin. “Sucks for her. We were still for a moment as the wave of pleasure receded, then Jeanna got up to switch places with Becky. The faster and harder I went, the more she wanted Jeanna. Blood began flooding my half limp member again, returning it to full hardness in seconds. It rushed down my face and covered my chest. I looked into Becky’s eyes for a moment, then to Jeanna and back to Becky, “You want her, don’t you?”
They both smiled and nodded like a couple of schoolgirls. I grabbed two handfuls of tit and started going to town on her mouth. Becky knelt down next to Jeanna and opened her mouth, hoping Jeanna would let her have some of me.
