Ryan was breathing in short gasps, his fingers weakly stroking his miserable little cock. He didn't even try to conceal it anymore. Just as before, he looked with his face representing a combination of disgrace and perverted excitement at his wife giving it to another.
I came between Hina's legs, my cock rubbing her dripping cunt. "Is it okay, Aunt Hina?" I slapped my cock on her clit as I asked her.
She was panting. "Y-y-yes, Dexter…" Her nails went into the fur, her crotch always wetter, her thighs trembling. "Please clean my pussy…"
Hina was gasping for air, clawing at the furs with her nails. "Hmm.. But.. D-Dexter…" She was very afraid, yet at the same time mesmerized as she looked at the face that was smoky with passion, craving, and hunger.
"I've never… never let anyone inside before…" Her clit was already exuberant, her lips parting as if to welcome the intrusion, a new outflow of her excretion running down her backside.
