Sushila’s bronzed flesh was beautifully contrasted with all the white lacy lingerie she was wearing (minus her knickers now of course.)Sushila sat on the edge of the sofa; legs flung wide apart, her pink wet slit winking from between her thighs.“Mmmm, a juicy hot cunt,”I grinned as I strolled over, my heavy erection nodding in the air, “Nothing I’d rather eat for dinner!” I knelt in front of Sushila and dived in, lapping greedily at her vagina.“Oh honey, that’s gooood,” groaned Sushila, her husband’s energetic tongue already working it’s magic on her. Desiporn My flow of sperm had finally finished although my dick, still in his Sushila’s twat, was showing no signs of softening.This didn’t surprise Sushila; she knew that I was energetic enough to be ready for an encore.
