Gina Valentina Face Fucking Sloppy Throatjob!
as he gently thrust, gina spread her legs in the wildest way i had ever seen.
gina instantly took hold of it with her right hand, pushing it away from her cheek.
she continued to hold it, but kept her face looking straight at stan as he hammered her pussy.
i could tell instantly that gina was way more in the sl**p mood than the fool around mood, and this would be the first time i hadn't been right there, which i'm sure to her made it a different thing altogether. i suppose there's a fine line between fucking with your husband watching and loving it, and fucking someone without him knowing.
he was thrusting and slapping his body into hers and, as he was frantically fucking her, i kept noticing gina look towards the sliding glass door leading to the porch off the living room that she knew i had originally left.
i wasn't sure if she was talking in her sl**p or what, but rose from my chair and walked to the crack in the door. as soon as i put my face up to it, i saw one of stan and brian's friends lying beside gina on his left side with his back facing me.