Busty pretty blonde gets machine fucked and vibed

Walking into Hardcore the bedroom I pick up my floral print mini dress that was placed on the bed and as I’m putting it on Jacob is in the walk-in-closet telling me how happy he is that my mother and sister finally moved to Florida so our kids have a place to sleep over so we can go out. Because of all the horror stories in the news about babysitters or nannies hurting children they take care of, Jacob and I never wanted to hire one. We knew if that ever happened to our kids we would both end up in jail for murder! Giggling and agreeing with him as I finish putting on my black open toes stiletto heels he walks out and stares at me. “My, my, my, someone is going to be a lucky son-of-a-bitch who takes your sexy fetish ass home” he says excitedly. Sticking my tongue out at him, I grin then and vowed, “Whoever it is, is going to get THOUROUGHLY FUCKED.” Jacob raised his eyebrows astonished by reply orgasm walked over in front of me with his 6’1” frame, kissed me then said, “Erin, I love you so much”. Looking up at him I replied, “I love you too baby”. Just then the doorbell rings. We both smile and say in unison “They’re here!” Jacob gives me a quick slap on the butt and told me to finish getting ready while he goes downstairs to open the door. Putting on my hoop earrings to complete my outfit I hear chatter tits and laughter in the living room. Walking down the stairs I hear off in the distance, “There she is.” I know that voice anywhere. blonde It is one of Jacob’s best friends from work David De Luca. He got up from the sofa and walked over to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. David is your typical macho Italian guy. He is very funny and personable as we went out with him and his lovely wife Claire a few months back. David is one of those people that if you need anything and I mean anything he knows how you can go about getting it. Being a correctional officer, he has hands in both the legitimate and illegitimate world. He was ruggedly good-looking with his curly dark hair and he was sporting a new goatee look. If you look up John Turturro you get an idea of how he looks. His wife Claire was a very pretty woman and what I like about her was her outgoing personality. She stood about 5’4” tall, brunette and petite. Think of Moira Kelly. As I take a good look at him, I put my hand on his chin and tease, “Nice whiskers”. He smiles, turns and lifts his head to give me a profile and asks, “You like it Erin?” Claire gets up and gives me a hug, kiss and chuckles, “Don’t encourage him Erin. He is spending too much time with your husband over there who is a bad influence”. We both look in Jacob’s direction who smiles and shrugs his shoulders and responded, “I did no such thing. Plus, it looks good on him”. Claire continues jokingly, “You would say that pussy because he has copied your look. I’m just happy he didn’t do the whole sideburns thing and just kept it up front. She knew how to make this old man feel incredibly pussy virile. She took it with both hands and peeled his foreskin to expose the rounded reddish bulb. “Jimmy, I fetish love you too, the only thing that I want and need right now is to have you back inside of me. I don’t want you to just do it to me, I want us to make love to each other again before you have to leave.” The urge to stand up, throw her over her dressing table, and plow her hard seize me. I ached to show her how good I was at fucking. 3 This time I brought my legs up and Hardcore parted orgasm blonde them as a tits pair of lips met mine. "Susan...” I interupt her. Someone grabbed my ass, squeezing my rump. The woman stood, removing her garden gloves. My wife's snatch writhed and spasmed about me. It was amazing. The Arabic cheerleader sauntered by me, a big grin on her face.