“Now then, Doris,” Tara said, “You sit on the couch. Free black porn She kept Doris arched backwards as she undid the buttons of her shirt and removed it. Mark and Tara disentangled themselves and left her sprawled on the couch, still wearing her heels and with her stockings and suspenders intact and her tiny skirt still up around her waist. She took hold of Doris’s wrists and pulled, until Doris was bent double and their faces were almost touching. “We’re having a lot more fun with you before we’re finished.”
With a distraught look on her face, Doris slumped forward again and closed her eyes. Then, with a sudden final hard thrust, she slammed the rest of the shaft into Doris. “Oh Doris,” Tara smiled. She came down from her orgasm sobbing and panting and moaning, utterly exhausted. She was panting too, but she gasped out, “Are you cumming Doris? Tara clutched Doris tightly to prevent her from moving, Walter had both hands gripping her head, and Mark had complete freedom. Doris let out a sharp cry as Tara’s thighs slapped against her arse cheeks.
