Having her pussy eaten is too intense, she wants fucking.
Its amazing how little money your typical college girl will accept to show up at my house when I’m away to blow my husband. I’m starting to suspect they do it for reasons other than the money.
"Please…" she whimpered. "I’ve done everything you’ve asked, please…". Her pussy was throbbing; I could see her wetness dripping down her thigh, soaking the bed between her legs. Finally, my wife relented. "Feed her", she moaned from across the room. She groaned in pleasure as I finally slide my hard cock between her lips as her hand reached down between her legs. "No" my wife said from across the room; I smacked her hand away just as her fingers began to flick her dripping cunt. She bucked her hips up and down in agony as she took my full length down her eager, hungry throat. "You’ll be taken care of once you’ve finished him" my wife explained from her chair, her hand working quickly underneath her visibly damp sweatpants.