He didn't think the United States had ministers, but before he could reply, her tongue slipped between his lips and she kissed him. Her juices were still on his face, but she didn't seem to mind as she through her leg over him. Gloria guided his twisted member to her hole. She grunted into his mouth as she slid back, taking the smallest percentage of him into her. She shifted forward, then pressed back again, taking even more of him into her tight canal.
Eldon moaned into her mouth at the pleasure her inner folds gave him. She was tight, and there was an inner fire in her that was contagious. His moan rose in pitch as he felt Gloria's tongue bathe his scrotum.
Martha picked up her rhythm, taking him deeper with each stroke. Her insides were aflame with her desire. The heat of their connection soaked into him from where they were joined, stoking his own flames and lusts.
