I very near came right then and there, as I watched Darlene’s fat d**k slip so effortlessly into my husband’s mouth and hearing the tall transsexual’s gasp of pleasure as Rowan’s lips enveloped her glorious she-c**k. Darlene rocked her hips gently back and forth, mouth-f*****g Rowan as my husband sucked and slurped noisily on the c**k’s head, wriggling his tongue down into the sensitive eye at its tip. Unable to help myself, I slipped out of my dress to join in with the nudity and tweaked at my stiff n*****s with one hand whilst fiddling with my swollen c******s with the other. The touch of my fingers on my slippery cleft was breathtaking, my digits instantly soaked through with my slippery, piscine juices.
Darlene held out a hand to me – the other was firmly planted on my husband’s head
